You approach the newest blog post, wary as it might contain snakes and one can never be too careful. But, instead of a new post, all you find is a message in a bottle, washed up on the shore. You open it, and read the note enclosed therein.
Sup. So, I’ve been quite busy lately, and spending my spare writing time working on the Wishmaker… and kinda ran out of time to write a new blog post. Oops. Thus, no post today. Go outside and enjoy fall or something.
Get off my lawn, ya hooligans. -NC
Weird As Usual 