At last I can stop feeling guilty

I just emailed the last story retelling to my editor, only five months after she asked me to do this bunch, and long, long after I should have had them done anyway.  Now I only hope I haven’t waited so long that the contract’s been closed out by Accounting, and that I can actually get paid for them.

 

Tom Clancy tortures his lumpy teddy bear with a radical Bulgarian paddle.  Fnord.

About Marchbanks

I'm an elderly tech analyst, living in Texas but not of it, a cantankerous and venerable curmudgeon. I'm yer SOB grandpa who has NO time for snot-nosed, bad-mannered twerps.
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