But to be fair, in April, I didn’t spend a whole lot of time on prose.
Here’s what I’ve got to show for that so far:
I want to master three thousand more words before the night’s out. We shall see.
On another note, if anybody’s looking for a Christmas present — for self or for other — I’d recommend Rik Roots’ The RikVerse. I love Rik’s poetry. And then there’s Rob MacKenzie’s A Clown of Natural Sorrow.