Deadlines. Lifelines. Storylines.

The truth is this story started to form in my mind several years ago and I have been attempting to work on it in the closet. But it is dark and lonely in there. And, if I continue to progress at this rate, it will be published posthumously (maybe).

I need momentum, encouragement, accountability. And deadlines. I really need deadlines.

I commit to working on the progressive realization of this novel daily and publishing something (of the book, about the book, or about my experience with the book) on this website regularly in 2015. I hope you will hold me accountable to doing it.

My Life: The Short of It
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