V4, I10
Well, it finally happened. I don't have a single thing I feel is worth saying this week1. I suppose I could do what a lot of other writers do and fill a few hundred words with happy, fake chirp-chat about being positive and doing the work or what-have-you, but I'm not going to do that. I've written about those things before and I meant what I said then. I’m not going to be false with you now. You’re worthy of the truth.
And the truth is, I’m out of words this week. I hope I’ll have some words for next week, which should be poetic and/or fictional and tasty indeed. For now, let me offer you a recording of one of last week’s stories. It’s possible you’ll be able to tell how much fun I had reading it for you!
When A Villain Retires
Nope. Not even a clever footnote.
Sometimes the words just ain’t there… and it’s okay!
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