Quiver is done and is off to the publishing house.
Daily blog is finally written (albeit at 10:00pm at night, and is nothing but three short little sentences, nevertheless… … 20 more words
5 days, 12 hours
The Thoughts of Andrew Garrison
It’s no secret to anyone who knows me that I don’t like Arrow, both as a Green Arrow fan for many years and as someone who’s very picky about my media intake. 1,543 more words
5 days, 18 hours
That would be me I speak of.
*a grainy tape of thunderous applause plays*
Despite the inexcusable lateness of this blog, I am still alive and kicking. 134 more words
A few days ago I told you how difficult it was playing the tortoise instead of the hare on the final sprint to Quiver’s (my 17th novel’s) finish. 202 more words
1 week, 2 days
Being unexpectedly clever always tickles me.
This particularly instance happened yesterday and I’m still childishly giggling over it.
(Yes. It’s going to be one of “those” blogs in which I preen like a heavily medicated peacock. 166 more words
1 week, 3 days
The cantor, the clip, the genius-like tilt to his every sentence, I’m going to miss these most of all when Quiver comes to an end. 267 more words
1 week, 4 days