So sorry for the delay of stepping-off points to some really exquisite conversation.
It’s just that 20 pages of bibliography and resources have
Killed.
Me.
DEAD.
Services shall begin on Monday. BYOB. Out of respect for the deseased, please bring twice as much of YOB as you otherwise might.
(Note to self: next time? Do be a smart little noodle and jot down the city of publication as you go. Yes, even for those books that used to be right there on the shelf and are now in overflowing piles on the floor.
Also, remember that a great many successful sex writers just pull what they say right out of their asses, and every now and then, it might be better for you if you considered being just a little more like them.)
