Once again, this is the standard “what the hell is this jack-ass still doing up?!?” post.

What?: Short story. 24 hours. Got the word-picture? Great. The story is Vayland Rd. and you can read what I’ve got written so far right… here.

In god’s name why?: I’m part of the blogathon. Click the picture.

It’s for charity, people.

According to my scribbled notes (orange colored pencil on the back of bad copier paper), I have about seven posts left to go.

Seven A. M. Mountain time. Boo-yah.

Want to know a secret?: I think I know how the story ends.