No Introduction Necessary

My name is Mike and I'm a recovering writer. It's been almost seven months since my last 'episode'.

In a moment of insanity I thought I could write a novel in a weekend. It wasn't my idea - it takes a special kind of madness to come up with that - but I gave it my all. And by all I mean that I lost my fingertips, the ability to process coffee and a little part of my soul.

The one thing that I remember is counting myself lucky among the survivors and being thankful that the whole evil process was finally over.

Except it wasn't.

There was the rewrite. And then the friends I made (sharing in The Great Mahakali Write-A-Thalon scars you in a way that only others who have been through it can understand). And then the thing I wrote began to haunt me like tell tale heart.

And then I find myself here. No escape.

So to hell with it. I'm in this for the long haul. I foolishly thought that 58 hours meant 58 hours but the devil is in the details and I'm looking forward to dragging my carcass through the process all over again. And again. And again.

The first thing I should do is dig out the near-as-damn-it finished rewrite director's cut with commentary, extra scenes and exclusive interviews version of Thrill Pitcher out from under the floorboards and let it have it's wicked way with you all...