What can I say? My work patterns are carved in steel and unbreakable even with the urging of Nik Morton's book? Could be.
I thought Stryker's Bounty was going to be a book of blood and guts. Turns out not to be true. Maybe that's why I've no best sellers. Maybe if I cut down a character every three pages, people would be more interested in my writing, who knows?
Anyway, the 30-day draft is now in the process of going through my trusty beta reader. We'll see what evolves from here.
In the cave where Lester Dent and his two older boys died, Stryker and Molly and Wee Willy are alive. Just alive.