I'm in a tiny little green space on what used to be the naval hospital of New Orleans. This morning I realized an absolutely huge plot hole in my story so I have to pretty much start from scratch, there's no news on my degree front but the depression is finally winding its way down.
So here I am outside, trying to be one with nature.
Hmmm, It's nice enough (smile) still, it's hard to just relax and let it embrace you. I mean Look at me, instead of doing just that I'm writing you. I'm hopeless. Still, welcome spring. May your arrival heard to coming of great things!
Oh, finished Hang the Hunter. No more rewrites, it is what it is.
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