You will have to ask you-know-who about that. He obliged last time, so you never know.
My excuse for this is still the same: I’ve been working with an editor for about a year now on another project that will most likely be published in the next year if I can get my ego in check.
I have four more chapter for “Revisited” and two more chapters lined up for the original version, which a fan said they would publish 5 hardback copies for me afterwards to give away and a few artists are going to do cover and inside art for it. So… Hang in there.
So I’ve been given this odd confidence boost over the past two days. Like… I don’t feel beautiful or anything, but I feel mediocre to a certain person. Like a PRETTY bridge troll. So… I’m going lingerie shopping after work wha wha!
Just pray that my psyche doesn’t snap along the way cause ain’t nobody need a depressed bridge troll when there’s tolls to be collected from the townsfolk and shit.
Don’t come at me with your James Van Der Beek hate I will kick you in the nuts.
have you ever been so wildly attracted to someone you can actually feel it driving you insane