Bolton/’Stache 2012… or should that be ‘Stache/Bolton 2012?
I don’t listen to excuses. It’s not that I don’t like excuses; I just hate listening.
The next door neighbor has chickens and they’re always clucking at me. It’s like living next door to Gob Bluth.
I really like Modern Family, yet I still don’t get all the over the top love for it.
2nd draft of novel finished. 87,000 words – a little shorter than I was hoping. Plan to bulk it up a bit in the final draft. I like writing dialog, but I hate writing descriptions. Descriptions are… something.
I remember this long bit of text – I think by Dickens – that was just describing one tree. Very admirable. And boring.
Not quite sure what the next step is after I finish my novel, but I’m pretty sure phase 3 is “Profit.”
All the weirdos on True Blood are starting to make me miss the sparkly vampires.
I’m going to try a few things at home, and if it turns out poorly I’ll warn people not to try those things at home.