I managed to write 1400 words on a new short story project yesterday. If things work out right, I might be able to get some more writing done later today. However, before I do that, I have to run Trinity out to a part of Kansas City I truly detest traveling to (too much history, too personal for public discussion). Everytime I go there, I feel my intelligence draining out of my body. Following the trip to Fucktardistan we’re going to hit the pool for some laps.

In the meantime, I’m waiting for what will most likely be bad news for the upcoming semester.

Respects,
Steven Francis Murphy
Author of The Limb Knitter and Tearing Down Tuesday
Kansas City, Missouri

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