Having recently written two stories about yard gnomes, I’m in danger of becoming The Gnome Writer. Thankfully, my birthday isn’t until November, so hopefully my writing group will forget about it by then and I won’t end up with a collection.
|No, I really don’t want a gnome collection,
even if I did buy this beer for the picture.
And if that whets your appetite, go read my story in Clarkesworld, “Melt With You.”
And now I must get back to writing, thankfully, not about gnomes. I will write gnome more forever!