I kid- I kid-

Okay, not really.

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I got some progress in on my bonus chapter/scene in my Sup-Her story. I got myself a bit emotional over how I did it. I’m of course now wondering how well that is going to translate over when somebody else reads it. Ahhh the fears of being a novelist and letting real and imagined emotions hang out there like testicles on a nudist beach.

I’ve never been to a nudist beach but I’m pretty sure that is what you see a lot of. I’ve also never actually flown like my supposed characters but there again I use my imagination as well as similar things that I have done and weave them into my story.

This Saturday is the second meetup of the new Meetup group that is supposed to be a critique group. I say supposed to because I can already feel the rumblings of other members who are looking to have it be a social group exclusively. I don’t mind conversating with others but isn’t the point of a group with the named “Writers meeting in a comfortable environment to offer critique” that at least part the time we should do what the name infers.

-Know what I mean Vern?