Instead of an angel and a demon whispering advice in either ear, I want a mini-Spock talking to my left brain and a mini-Kirk talking to my right. Spock will give me the logical argument; Kirk will give me the emotional one. While they fight, I will most likely be destroyed by Klingons.
I'm into chapter three of Hammered now, expecting editorial notes on Hexed soon. I'm preoccupied with the magical nature of cold iron vs. regular iron, and drawing sketches of Asgard.
Oh, plus Hemingway and Modernist poetry. :)
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