I’m in an economic pickle once more. The money I once had has gone to frivolous things like… food. And emergencies. And bills.
As far as I’m aware, my hub site is down for the count. At least two testers have got a 502 [bad gateway] error.
I asked my Beloved how the site fixing is going and they said it could well be done today! Spoiler alert – if it isn’t, tomorrow’s blog is going to be dipped in lava-hot snark. If it is… this may be the last entry you get for weeks on end. If that happens to be the…… Continue reading Repairs in progress?
I think there’s a reason why one of the cities in Hell is called Dis. It starts so many unpleasantnesses. Dispute, disarray, disability… and disorganised. [And let me make it clear here and now that having a disability is made extra unpleasant by all the abled people running around who repeatedly fail to understand] Way back…… Continue reading (Dis)Organised
This may be your only warning to take cover. Because I’m about to get my rant on.
I’m working as hard as I can at making this Indie thing into a career. I’m sending manuscript samples off to potential agents. I’m doing a daily flash fiction to gain an audience base. I’ve recently started attempting to advertise my stuff on social media.
It’s confirmed. Steven Moffat really likes killing black gays. And he likes it so much that he’s contrived a method of killing the same black gay over and over and over again.