Oh yeah. It’s time. Got a decent little twist for it, too. And I’m thinking long: like, novella-long. 15-30,000 words long. Stuff you’re a fool to write because there’s nowhere to sell it.
But that’s not really the case anymore, is it? Wish me luck.
When the plague came, federal agent Ellie Colson fled into the Adirondacks with Dee, the daughter she barely knew. They began a new life as subsistence...
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