by Chris McGinty
The sad part was that he had stories written and somewhat ready. He just didn’t feel like messing with any of them right now. Luckily, he had written a blog post prior to today, and that didn’t take too much work. The fiction though. There was still a sticking point on the fiction, and he just wasn’t sure what to do about it. He settled on writing a poor excuse for a story, because why not. He’d wasted everybody’s time before, why not this time?