No posts for a while because my laptop committed suicide on Monday. Now I'm writing in a little blue notebook, feeling like I'm back in high school. The other day, my 13-year-old aspiring writer Davey and I were talking novels (as long as I've known him, he's been writing a novel about a dragon named Vortex) and he was giving me advice on writing.
So it has come to this: I'm writing a novel in a blue spiral notebook and getting advice from a geeky 13 year old boy.
HOW CAN I TAKE MYSELF SERIOUSLY AS A WRITER???
My new laptop.