And back to business.
Chapter 15 feels a bit special–partly because of the reception that Thorn has received as of late, not to mention the ridiculous praise heaped upon it from my editor, as well as a gut feeling that a lot of what I’ve been striving to do with my writing since somewhere around chapters 5 or 6 really clicked and came together this time ’round.
There’s also an exhilaration at seeing in the end in sight now, at least from my vantage point. We’ve four, maybe five chapters remaining, and needless to say, I’m very, very excited about the prospect of bringing Thorn to its conclusion in the next couple of months before the real work begins.
But enough about that right now.
I am very proud to present chapter 15 or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the F-bomb. I hope you enjoy it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.