Don't Look Back

I don't know who that guy was, but it wasn't me; I mean, armor, really? Victorious fist pump and "Hail the returning writer?" Psh. Showboat.

I've been working. Certainly too hard for Renaissance-fair antics. Nope: I've been wearing corduroy britches, diggin ditches, dodgin' pitches, pullin' switches -- I've been working on the railway (Hadrian's Wall? Anyone?)

No, actually I've been getting married, finishing my degree, and trying to figure out what to do next. But I have some plans. Some are going to show up here, so stick around. I'm going to. Just gotta lay down my shovel first.