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tDW is now out to my second round of readers. I shall go collapse now. Tomorrow…. God’s War. And, likely, some more outlining for Over Burning Cities, fantasy saga book 2, which is already in progress.

Buy it. Now. It’s good. Trust me. “Leave Me Alone (I’m Lonely)” Go awayGive me a chance to miss youSay goodbyeIt’ll make me want to kiss youI love you soMuch more when you’re not hereWatchin all the bad showsDrinking all of my beer I don’t believe Adam and EveSpent every goddamn day togetherIf you give

I have $25 left in my account. I do this every month. I’ve been reading a book about mistakes women make about money (yea, yea, but honestly, read up on it. I do believe women have been trained to view money differently than a lot of men, if only in the way so many women

The goal is to leave the office no later than 6pm Headed to the gym, took a nice long walk to dinner at a mediocre-to-bad cafe of the Bennigan’s type called Max & Erma’s. Stopped by the grocery store on the way back to buy lunch for today, lots of bottled water, and some rice

Line edits for tDW are done. Not a lot of major stuff: clipped and combined one more set of chapters for pacing reasons and reshuffled the order of a chapter for continuity/readability. Most of the edits were of the “defensive defense stance” variety. I just need to input these when I’m in Indy this week,

If you try and sell a Star Wars fanfic novel, you’re doing so in violation of copyright law and George Lucas is going to have your ass for lunch. Fucking idiot. (via Nick)

Who invents these women? Do they not read history books? I’m remembering an anecdote Joanna Russ relayed in which one of her female students said, “I wish things could go back to the way they were in the 50s. Our roles and choices were so much easier.” Russ wanted to take her by the shoulders

One of the guys in the office just asked me in the breakroom: 1) “How much weight have you lost?” and 2) “How did you do it?” I replied: 1) “I have no idea” and 2) “I lift weights and eat a lot.” Yea. It’s getting to be a tougher and tougher question to answer.

I have a confession to make: I eat a lot. I eat more now than I can remember eating in the past. Or maybe I did eat more in the past, but I ate it in three daily gorge-fests. In any case, despite or because of the fact that I eat so much, I’m still

Oh dear lord: Ladies, You Should Know Better: How feminism wages war on common sense. I’ve been meaning to write a post about rape for some time, because it’s all over the feminist blogs. When preppy white boys are accused of crimes that far too many people think are only committed by “sociopaths” or blond