- Those friggin antibiotics. I took the last chalky-tasting pill last night.
- Revisions for Fall With Honor. Three new big scenes. And hopefully there's a lot less suck now.
- Gnawing guilt that I haven't really gotten stuck into the draft of Age of Fire #4 yet thanks to revisions, HALO 3, wedding travel, self-abuse, purposeless funking, and whining to y'all. I'm back in the groove, bitches.
In the spirit of that, and maybe to provide some grist for NaNo month, I'd like to try an experiment here at Bohemian Word Werks: reader confessions. Type some taxicab confession-type story on this post (logged in as ANON please, it's a lot more fun for me if I have to guess who said what -- and yes, I'll add my own if I feel like there are enough posts to camouflage it). Please, no Penthouse Forum letters unless it really happened that way. I'd rather hear that you gave your three-year-old brother Milk Bone dog biscuits and told them they were cookies or dropped your newborn on its head than some fictitious yet steamy romp, no matter how well-written.
One line or ten paragraphs, it's up to you.
And please, no replies to other's confessions, unless you've walked a thousand miles in their shoes.
Confess away! But be warned, it could end up in someones NaNo project.