#mood The fertile green is deepening even though the goddamn chill still permeates everything. Spring is fucking cold this year. Our anticipation of warmth has run its course and left us bitter, our down coat pockets full of damp tissue from runny noses bitten by icy wind that belongs up in the mountains not…… Continue reading Inclement Angst
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Risk Management, OCD, & Poetry
Risk Management has been out for 17 days now! I’m trying to focus on publicity stuff and my progress with the second draft of Recovery House (the second book in the SUD Chronicles!) and my poetry, rather than obsessively checking the Amazon book sale rankings obsessively. Those numbers supposedly don’t give helpful information, anyway. Speaking…… Continue reading Risk Management, OCD, & Poetry
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