It’s been a while since I wrote anything. Not just here. My new book is progressing so slowly that I even considered changing it into a novella (I’m planning a 60k-word, 300-page novel). And whenever times like these come around I remember my high school math teacher.

“Tomc, you stink! You stink of manure. You could have an A in math class but you’re getting Ds in [general] class.”

First of all, let me explain a few things. This was the 90’s. Teachers could say shit like that and not lose their j...