…buy his book anyway! Chuck Wendig, the profane, logorrheatic fabulist that walks like a man, has perpetrated yet another literary outrage on the unsuspecting world. (I keed, I keed!) He’s funny (if just a tad PG-13) and talks a lot about being a penmonkey and how to do it better. I suppose I should support a fellow writer, even if he DID steal the title of the second book in my SF series for his own nefarious purposes, forcing me to come up with YET ANOTHER title, which task nearly sprained my brain.
And now… payback. Pay attention, bdub. Your homework is to successfully distinguish slot-head from Phillips screws 2 out of 3 times.
Update: fixed stupid HTML error.