As twitterfied. Tweeted. Posted on that thing.
"It has been decided. Rather than waiting for the right boat or train or (insert the writing metaphor of your choice here), those who are feeling like slotting into an established/expired/"overbought-and-oversold" writing genre are invited to board the Assault-Of-Fiction amphibious vehicle. This way, when when there's no water (or track) we can go off-roading."
It's late. My grammar sucks and there are words missing.
Point is: Let's write what we damn well want and let publishing catch up to us, for once.
...and now I'm going to bed.
<3 :)
It's late. My grammar sucks and there are words missing.
Point is: Let's write what we damn well want and let publishing catch up to us, for once.
...and now I'm going to bed.
<3 :)