Day Twenty One, and the cold is running away 'cause I kicked it in the nards.
The Blood of the Gods- 1006 words
I have a new proposal to write and a few contracts to re-read and sign, so the output may be weak for tomorrow too. I think my last swings at the 5K mark will be on Mon & Tues. From there, I fizzle a little.
Last month, I was interviewed about the wonders of making comics for a podcast by some local guys. I drank a load of beer and yammered on about making comics and pitching projects. Here is the parking space for that extravaganza. Copy and paste, copy and pasters.