On Tek & Quinn

I think I tried explaining how my mind comes up with the crap it does once. Once. That was all it took for me to know to never try to explain the unexplainable ever again. There’s no rhyme or reason to the way this mess works. I’ve given up on trying to make sense of it.

I don’t really think long term in terms of how I’m writing. Like I can never tell you what’s gonna happen in say Chapter Ten if I’m writing Chapter three. I never know.

Today I got to thinking about Elias & Lucky, and Tek & Qui...