Guys, I have a chapter half written, I do. And I’ve been sitting here, trying to finish it, but–
Yesterday the older son — elephantus majorus (totally Latin, shuddup) — graduated summa cum laude (this really is Latin) and as outstanding undergraduate student in his area, with a BS in bio and a BA in chem. There is something about this type of occasion, and a day spent celebrating (you know this family’s wild and crazy parties. Yep. The zoo. How did you guess?) that leaves me totally wiped out.
I NEED to write on Through Fire, and I need to write a WAY overdue novella, and the chapter is just cluttering up everything else.
However, if you need something to read — and who doesn’t — sashay over for Cedar’s view on Amazon and the current Amazon is teh ebil madness — they want, of course, the government to step in. We pause the outrage to remind you: Amazon is a business.
For those who don’t know what has been going on with Archon, here’s some level setting: From the Lair of the International Lord of Hate, and from Mad Mike, who is more than a little miffed, and from me.
And meanwhile, did you know the reason Holocaust survivors did well in America was “White Privilege” — if you’re like my friend Kate, There Are No Words. (Which is funny because I said several, starting with “F**k Toure and his eastern seaboard upper class college education and his easy living, coasting in America privilege. Also his little dog too. Just for completeness.”
And none of these upheavals help the writing, so now I’m going to write. Through Fire. Because.