Dark, soulful tales that haunt long after the last page.
I’m tired. Maybe I’m just old. I don’t know. I almost slept through my panel this morning, which would have been bad. I mean, like K. Hutson-Price kinda bad. Yeah. At least she had a good excuse for missing that panel, though. If, you know, excessive debauchery is a good excuse. But I can’t spend…
I got home from Conestoga 13 this afternoon. Within an hour, I was asleep. I must be getting old. It’s not like I was up that late either night I was in Tulsa. But, that’s neither here nor there. As always, Conestoga was a lot of fun and a great chance to catch up with…