Boss, We ran into some trouble for that shipment of Caelian stone for that Forrehsian lord. Apparently, he didn’t like the colour. What do I tell his man? Burg Dearest Burg, It comes in one colour: white. Was he expecting sparkles? Sincerely, H. Ferral Boss, His man tells me the pattern is all wrong. …
A while back, I posted about how I don’t like “keeping to word counts” because it messes with the quality of my writing. I feel like I should go back and be clear about one thing: I’m talking about forcing myself to write only for the sake of meeting a word count. I do keep to …
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My Dearest Lady, I cannot help but wonder whether you have spurned my recent advances or if something is amiss. The roses I have sent to your abode have been returned to me via courier, ripped apart as if by wild beasts. I’m almost sure you have no dogs. Let me know if I have …
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As shown by this handy graphic: Also, it’s 11 am and I’ve been writing since 5. Read The Agartes Epilogues so I can quit this insanity.
Boss, Anyone who thinks this is a legitimate recipe deserves to be sick. Isn’t this guy a poet? When did he become a cook? Confused, Burg I’m going to make this and feed it to you. Love, Y Discover the epic story between Hertra Ferral and his right-hand man Burg in The Agartes Epilogues. Who will piss off whom …
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