I have no idea what the hell day it is. According to my computer it is 8AM on Saturday, February 1st. Alright then. Last year was absolute shit for writing. Then something happened in December and I started dumping out words on a story at a rate I haven’t experienced in a VERY long time. I couldn’t tell you the last story that saw that much progress in that short of a time period. Thirty-thousand-some-odd… Keep reading…Living out of time…