They Die At The End.

Yvonne waited for her opponent to make up his mind. She didn't attempt to hide her subtle smile. He might mistake her amusement for a tell but she didn't care. The guy was an idiot and deserved what he got. He was a shitty poker player, big balls, no brains. She knew all his tells …

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Writing Tips Thursday: Do You Need An Agent?

If you're a writer you need an agent. Apparently. I don't have one.  I'm not sure I need one for a while. After today's surprisingly enjoyable editing session on my current writing project, a post apocalyptic novel called The Range, I was feeling in a good mood and figured I'd spend some time researching literary …

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