Yeah, I know, I know: I got back from Hollywood weeks ago. But for various reasons, some of which I still don’t quite understand, the post-WotF adjustment took me much longer than I thought it would.
Anyway, yesterday, I finally banged out some new verbiage on Wet Work. And here’s the long-delayed return of Magic Meter to make it official:
Now then, where was I? Oh, yeah–up to my neck in the murky waters of my second act, which, in case you were wondering, are still pretty murky. Par for the course.
Write Club update: Personal note from Apex. Response time, 23 days.
‘Scuse me while I slide out the door . . .
