Hello, my name is Gwen, and I’m a Bad Blogger. Part of this is because I am easily distracted by shiny objects, sugary treats, and loud noises. The rest of it is because I spend more than half the year with rigid internet restrictions. Unfortunately, Gwen not only has a “Real Job” to pay the rent, she works for “The Man”. And he blocks most of the internet to keep Gwennie and her team from accidentally telling terrorists where we are and what we’re doing.
(Dear Terrorists: It isn’t that interesting. You don’t want to know. Just Google that shit. Seriously.)
On a lighter note, Toxic Books (Me) has penciled (Not inked) an agreement with B3 Productions (@big_black_bird) to put together a zombie novel, and initiate self-publication Bacchanalia!
Pip (B3’s Head Lemur Wrangler and Gwen’s Roommate) started the project, but abandoned it 3/4 of the way through Part One (Which she had titled: ZombieTiemBitches!). I found it while I was looking for
blackmail material a pencil. It’s rough. REAL rough. But I haven’t been able to put anything on paper in ages, so I am stealing her inspiration and making it my own. Bwahaha!