Silence. I’m the only one in the house making noise, if any. I can fart and not blame the cats.

I came straight inside and wrote 1000+ words in “Wrath’s Lament” 2nd draft in about twenty minutes. Just long enough to listen to the first half of Van Halen 5150. I’ve always preferred Sammy’s vocals.

This is a completely new chapter between existing chapters that I imagined in the shower the other day. I always do my best thinking in the shower or while driving, but never both at the same time. Lucky drivers. I don’t think I’ve been this emotionally attached to characters since the very beginning all the way back in 2008. Needless to say, I’m taking my time. No hurry. No competition. No cliques. Just me.

When it was all said and done, I hunted witches. Winning.

Also, don’t forget your book!

Today’s offering?

Twin Oaks, Texas is at war! Taking place immediately after the Far From Home events in New York City, Katie Liberman has returned to rescue her birthplace from the clutches of her nemesis. As the paranormal battle of North vs. South rages in the shadows, the tiny town must decide to fight against the odds or become one with the darkness. Blood will be shed and only one will survive as the final battle of the Home Series concludes.

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A more “Blues” Blackcat Thicket Blues?

I fumble a couple of times but here it is.

Enjoy.

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