Last night, as I was feverishly wading out of an inner ear infection and rampant vertigo, I started concentrating on my next project to get my mind off of falling out of bed. It occurred to me that the process for fiction may be broken down into manageable chunks, or in this case – hunks.
Any questions? Naturally there's more to good writing than just staring at a perfectly formed man and... what was I saying? Anyway, Mr. Craig will be soon be framed and hung (hush now) over my
Which part of the body are you on in your manuscript?