I may have that backwards. It's a wonderful poem, though.
Alright, INKERs, what's the deal? No goals updated, no meetings planned... is this because I came back from Iraq and you no longer have the safety of keeping me at Skype distance? I don't bite. Much. Only Kami. Unless I can't create space any other way. Or I want to see the looks on their faces when they realized the mistake in thinking they were fighting a civilized human being....
But I digress. Ahem. Nano is upon us. Who is in? I'm not particularly interested, but I'll do 50000 words in 30 days if anyone cares to throw down the gauntlet. To sweeten the deal, I'll even do fiction.
I think, IMHO, INK is and should be more than a critique group. Critique groups are cheap (and easy and rarely more help than aggravation/drama). INK should be what writers need: part networking, part a good kick in the ass when people get lazy, and part professional advice.
Time to stand and deliver, me hearties. The center canna' hold.
