Hey yāall, Iāve got some bitter tea to spill tonight: my computer hit a dead end. Phillip III took a dirt nap and now I have to survive without a laptop for a bit. Additionally, and even worse yet, all of my drafts for Thereās a God Under My Bed are stranded on my dead dead laptop, trapped in the hardrive. I cannot continue the chapter until I have the drafts recovered. Iām gonna be on it as soon as possible. Iām so sorry. Iām also alive, for anyone that was getting curious. They tried it, but Iām still kickinā my sons, so whatās good?




















