I'm starting to run out of ideas for blog posts.
Actually, it's 3:48 in the morning as I write this, and I just finished sending a manuscript to Baen Books -- you know, the guys who publish John Ringo, David Weber, et al -- and I just learned I'm not going to hear back from them FOR 12-18 MONTHS! So, ahem, shoot me now.
Either way, I'm in no condition to write.
You know what that means.
Music!
And, what better way to relax as you read It Was Only On Stun! than another bout of Lindsey Stirling, this time doing a rendition of Phantom of the Opera (the two themes anyone knows), complete with electric guitars in the background.
Enjoy.
Actually, it's 3:48 in the morning as I write this, and I just finished sending a manuscript to Baen Books -- you know, the guys who publish John Ringo, David Weber, et al -- and I just learned I'm not going to hear back from them FOR 12-18 MONTHS! So, ahem, shoot me now.
Either way, I'm in no condition to write.
You know what that means.
Music!
And, what better way to relax as you read It Was Only On Stun! than another bout of Lindsey Stirling, this time doing a rendition of Phantom of the Opera (the two themes anyone knows), complete with electric guitars in the background.
Enjoy.
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