Place recycled discussion about not doing plot well here.
Place a pittance of an excuse here.
Place assertions about doing better that not even the author himself believes will come true here.
Place lame attempt to plot here.
Place word count here.
Increment day here.
Extended inspiration from the fifth one down on the first column. Read related here and here.
You give the deckteam shit for misidentifying your Bainbridge and graciously accept a high berth near the exit corridor. Works every time.
The robots and gizmos are ’socking’ your flit so you know you’re in the stix again–everywhere else [...]
“Inside. ‘nside. ‘nside. ‘nside. Get. In. Side.” Johnka chased Tritti into the empty red tent. He stumbled to the ground trying not to overrun her with his bulk after she halted abruptly in the entrance. He just lay there in the sand rather than get up.
“What was that?” Tritti knelt to help him up but [...]
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