Tip of the Quill: A Journal
I hate Bill Coughlan.

CulpritI just want to say that my friend Bill Coughlan is an evil, cruel bastard. I spent all damn afternoon walking around feeling really stoked, really inspired to get moving on my novel again, to dive back into all my attempts to get my old projects off the drawing boards and make ’em real. All because of today’s post to his weblog (to which I’d direct link, but said link is apparently hosed). And all, I should add, because after this morning’s post I completely and utterly forgot what day it was.
I hate this man. And by God, I will get him back for this. And you know what? My vengeance will not be limited to April Fool’s Day. Oh, no. Revenge of this caliber can (and will) strike at any time, when he will least expect it. It will be mine. Oh, yes, it will be mine.

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