After the apocalypse, some assorted people and I will be living in a huge, towering complex with many mysterious sealed off sections. I’ll be at a computer console and while I’m screwing around I’ll accidentally break one of the seals, and zombies will be released into the living sections. Flee!
…according to the dream I had the other night.
Yesterday at 8:33pm I sold the very first “The Shadow Out of Tim” to Robert Crosby of South Carolina via the interweb. For reals!