Hey y’all, I’ve 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 There’s 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. I’m gonna be on it as soon as possible. I’m so sorry. I’m also alive, for anyone that was getting curious. They tried it, but I’m still kickin’ my sons, so what’s good?





















