So after finishing my second draft of Mr K I am now searching for a means of having my story read to me in hopes of finding where it sounds funny or falls short.

Since I ride the train for an hour each way to and from work it makes things difficult to read it aloud as the train has to maintain a delicate balance of crazy. I fear that by reading it aloud I would cross this balance. The flip side is of course I am already on the other side and just haven’t fully admitted it to myself, I mean “Stranger Ka’Blak Uthings have Commanded.”

Have I mentioned I hate the heat? It really pisses me off.