Bastard, take two

Just whacked another one.

Sorry, dude, but technically, your mother had been dead for about 20 years.

You were there, don’t you remember?

Chapter 10 is finished, again.

And now I have a title. I like it, a lot.

To illustrate how intense writing the last two scenes were, I relate that I have once again forgotten to eat, and now recommend that no one comes to the door while I eat this here chili.

Or at least keep fingers away from my mouth for a while.