I was trying to write an article for Uncle Eddie’s blog (you DO know that’s me over there, right?), when suddenly, Richard Burley crept up from behind and cracked me across the head, commandeering my laptop and writing a short story while I was out cold. Here’s what he wrote.
Okay, so maybe breakfast helped. I’m gonna drink some more of my electric cocoa and try to finish waking up, so I can work on Infinite Redress and hopefully get it posted some time this weekend.