A War Is Coming, A Battle That

The Strong Were Always Eating The Weak.

Throughout History, Knowledge Rises And Falls, Ebbs And Flows. What Once Was Known Is Forgotten Again, Lost In Time, Sometimes For Centuries, Only To Be Rediscovered Ages Later.

I Do Have An Office Where About 70 Percent Of My Writing Gets Done, But Sometimes It Does Get A Bit Stir-crazy To Be Cooped Up In There, So I'll Grab My Laptop And Write Somewhere Else: Another Room In The House, Out On The Patio, Or Even Heaven-forbid, A Trip To Starbucks. But I Also Write On The Road.

Guns, Grendels, Or Nuclear Bombs; Take Your Pick.

When Mankind Pushes, Natures Sometimes Pushes Back