It’s time to grab yer sammiches, folks, because guess-thefuck-what?
The light at the end of the tunnel is here, and it’s beautiful!
I usually talk out of my ass, pretending like everything is okay. To keep things, ya know, profesh. But I don’t care anymore because the writerly life is full of bullshitery (mine, specifically) and I’m tired of brushing it under the rug.
But right now? Things are actually okay. Continue reading The Light at the End of the Tunnel