I've been working on a new story for a while and this morning Pixel the Cat, Old Rotorhead, and Floyd put their final stamp of approval on releasing it. All of my editors had some trepidation when they said that, but I'm taking full responsibility for all my twisted ideas.
Almost ever since I started as an author on SOL (20 stories ago), people have asked me when I was going to do a do-over. Well, kids, this is it. You know the standard formula for a do-over:
Old dude gets struck by lightning, caught in a wormhole, shot, rubs a lamp, abducted by aliens, sent back in a time machine, or something. Next morning he wakes up in his 14-year-old body (14 because that is when you can start having sex on SOL) with Wikipedia in his brain and all his years of accumulated experience that has made him so successful with women in his former life at his command as a 14-year-old. He immediately bets on the next winner of the World Series, Super Bowl, Triple Crown, or the silver market, becomes fabulously wealthy, and gathers his harem about him. The next fifty years are filled with his success, having gotten it right at last.
And you want me to write something like that????
Not This Time.
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