Another two chapters of the nanoscopically famous novella written by me, edited by a waitress, and illustrated by a Cheeseburger are now up Wetmachine.

Paraphrasing me, perhaps it's fitting that a story about a humble human of common decency but no particular kozmic talent who is evidently picked by the universe to redeem the world through his own suffering should turn out to be a colossal root-canal to finish writing.

Anyway I'm pretty happy with how it's going so far, modulo the snail pace, and I still adore the illustrations.  For any of y'all as may be innarested, yes, there are a few more chapters right behind (yeah, yeah, I've heard that before) just almost kinda-sorta maybe-really ready to go off to the editor any day now. . .

johnny, in other words, is going to debug this novella or die trying.