And no, this isn't about Battlestar Galactica stalwart Richard Hatch.
I think since the dumb New England winter that finally was knocked me offline I have finished um... well at least two books, which isn't bad if I say so myself (and I think I just did ) if you know what I mean (and I think you do).
So in addition to finishing the first draft of the Fertile Crescent, I also wrote a little sci-fi aliens book. Only 10 pages, but I think it's mighty tasty.
Two words: Giant Space Monsters.
Ok that's three words.
I reveal my sci-fi roots by my affinity for space monsters that can eat starships I suppose.
But only Kirk could kill those, take that Richard Hatch!
And so we come full circle.