Two weeks. That's not too bad. OOO shut up.
Anyway, I'm doing well and creatively, I'm still flourishing like a fiction butterfly. Best metaphor I can come up with in short notice.
The last few weeks I'm been working on short stories, muc of which I would like to eventually extend into full-fledge novellas.
As for Maker, Adam my main baby, I'm letting her sit so i can come back to her and butcher the writer who made her...crap that'll be me.
In that case, if you have nay ideas on how to sever a finger without it hurting too much an costing my viles and viles of morphine..that'd be grfeat. Love you babycake.
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