Congrats to Tad, who was the only one to enter my backstage pass giveaway and hence the only winner. 🥳 Dude, you now have access to all the backstage goodies!
I'm writing and on a roll. But that doesn't mean I'm organised or professional. Most of the time, I feel as accomplished as this:
Despite the chaos, chapters 1 to 10 of The Memory Collector are now live. Here's a teaser for you:
It was a fool’s mistake to think that beneath Grim's roadmap of burn scars was a man humbled by fate. As was the assumption that his crooked right arm and clenched fingers were signs of weakness. Whenever fate dared show its face, Grim kicked it in the mouth with a savage grin. Then he stomped on it for good measure, and if time allowed, he took a piss on it as well.
Is anyone else here procrastinating with various creative side projects to avoid failing at one's actual job, because fuck-ups are surely going to happen every five minutes if one was to tackle The One Thing One's Supposed To Do? Story of my life. I kid you not.
Sounds familiar?
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