Wednesday, July 3, 2013
In Which There Is No More Dicking Around
A few days ago I had a revelation.
No matter how much or how often I try to reinvent myself, I inevitably come back to being one thing.
A pulp writer.
It's time to stop dicking around and accept it. No more dilly-dallying. No more taking down walls, putting walls back up, moving furniture, moving furniture back, painting, repainting, re-repainting.
Just come to terms with being a pulp writer.
Everything else is negligible.
Now...having said that, let's get back to work.
And by "back to work," I mean "write more KAT & MOUSE."
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