Aaagghh!  The frustration.  It’s infuriating, dear reader.  I have several things that are pretty much a final read away from being ready to be posted here, but I’m having to deal with all manner of pedestrian, mundane bullshit all day long (just everyday nonsense, but the sort of things that take up much of the time i could/should be writing) that all I have time to work on in the evening are the books.  Which is fine for the books, but bad for us.  I don’t want you to think I don’t take our relationship seriously.  Maybe things will calm down soon, like in the next day or two.  Probably not, but one can hope.

I need an assistant.  And a manager.

N.P.: “Liar” – Gothminister

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