Just me checking in. It’s been an interesting start to the year. In some ways, this is the most momentum I’ve had as a writer.

I did my habitual, compulsive, and probably no so healthy check of the emails before going to bed on Friday, and there lay a response from an agent.

A world emerges, bit by bit. Continents shift, cities sprout from barren land. Oceans shift and cataclysms collide.

There's a club near where I live named Sisyphus. Like most clubs in Berlin, it's a place where one can shoot for the heights of hedonism for one night, a day, maybe even two if you're very experienced.