I'm not sure how much I will use this journal, as I'm not much of a journaler. The Spellchecker assures me that "journaler" isn't even a word. Then again, Spellchecker just said that "Spellchecker" isn't a word either, so I assume this paradox will cause the universe to implode or get sucked into a wormhole or whatever. Any second now...
Before it does, I might as well spam a few links to a little writing project I've been working on for a couple of years now. It's a novel length fiction called "Clocks of the Long Now." The story takes place after the events of the BTVS and ATS TV shows, and it takes matters in a very different direction from the cannonical Season Eight comic books.
It's a 130,000+ word work-in-progress.
^Translation: No one will ever read this except under threat of violence and/or castor oil. Yes! I know!!!
But after 35 chapters and enough straight Kentucky bourbon to fill a small lake, I think I am finally circling the airstrip. I can just barely make out the dude with the little flashing lights down there, and it looks like he's waving me in.
Anyway, it's currently lodging at the Elysian Fields and Spuffy Realm archives. I'm always jazzed to get feedback - whether positive, negative or electric - so if you have some spare time and get the chance to read any of it, let me know what you think.