Exceptionally estimable, good, nice, dear people they all were but they all, unluckily, kept asking me about the new novel, and that was excruciating.

Whenever I met an estimable friend on the street, he said and asked: "How's your new novel coming? Countless avid readers are rejoicing in advance and are already eager to see your new novel. You were nice enough to let on that you're writing a new novel, were you not? I hope it'll be out soon, the new novel."

Unhappy me, deplorable wretched me! Read More

I'm on Zoram's Strand and this lvl 23 Tauren son of a bitch is camping me. Every time I steer my soul back into my body and rezz he takes advantage of my low health and ganks me without mercy. As I'm going down for the fifth time I send out a call on Local Defense, then steer my will o'wisp soul back from the rezzy point to my corpse. Just when I get to my body I see them thundering through the purple fields like the cavalry: a Shaman, a Warrior, and a Hunter, and they pwn that smug Tauren all over the glade. I rezz just in time to sink my kris into his back and he goes down like a ton of pixilated bricks and we're off, running through the field, taking lazy leaps and rolls like a group of fighter jets. Someone says "LFG Sleeper Awakens" and we all click yes, and we're off to escort the Druid Bearclaw through contested territories to Maestra's Post, my comrades and I. Carsickness, Gangrene, Isoceles, and NancyReagan running through the woods with murder on our minds and digital sunlight on our faces. I'm playing World of Warcraft and I've never been happier. Read More