The Great Katiomay

You stand before a door as black as night itself. There is no handle, no knocker, nothing. Beside you on the door is only a plaque that reads "Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here." You swallow hard, but there is no turning back. As you step forward the door swing open to greet you, and ahead lies only an inky blackness where anything could wait in store.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Let's do this!

K started working with my editor on fixing bits and pieces. We're starting in on chapter two now.

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