When the mandate came down, it was hard to fathom. I mean, we were prepared for worse, but…
Jon paced in his bedroom. It was compulsion that pushed him to write, aching, agitated, in need of putting something on paper. At last…
Welcome to the monthly-ish letter from A Work of Fiction. These letters will go out on Saturday or…
Welcome to the bi-monthly-ish letter from A Work of Fiction. These letters will go out on a weekend…