I don't talk about it.
— A Talker
I was meeting up with some friends at a pub. They were running late, so I bellied up to the bar. The guy sitting next to me introduced himself. Our brief conversation went like this.
I designed this website in plain text, and I wrote the code by hand. In a text editor. Old school. That's how it's done. Right?
Eventually, there will be more here.
Eventually, the Sun will exhaust its hydrogen fuel and evolve into a red giant, expanding to engulf Mercury, Venus, and likely Earth, and none of this will matter.
Seriously, though...
I have a bunch of stuff from early drafts of Five Dollar Wrench that I decided to remove from the novel. I plan on posting lots of it here. Deleted scenes, alternate endings, reasons for this and that, and so on and so forth.
Eventually, I'll share it here. First, I need to finish editing the novel and publish it.
— H. E.