2015 was a busy year for me, which saw the publication of both Memories of a […]
So November is National Writing Month (NaNoWriMo,) where you’re supposed to produce 50,000 words by Nov. […]
Dowd parked the truck in front of the hotel as he surveyed the lay of the land. They were still in there; that much he could tell. And, as he got closer, he’d be able to tell more. Like a ship to a beacon, he would be drawn to the enemy, would seek them out and put them to rest. He would smite them, just as the Almighty intended.
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