Another day of 16-18 hours of writing…Burningbird is burnt to a crisp. Nothing but fried chicken. I’m going to take a break from the weblog for a few days and try and get some of my other writing caught up, and then be able to come back with a fresh zizzle and ping.
I know, you’ve heard this before. But this time I really mean it.
For your listening pleasure while I’m gone, a little tune.
Or, did I mean this tune?
Or this?
(Whatever did we do before Google came along?)
