I am conceding defeat to my muse and to A Taste of Tears and Blood. The werewolf story has kicked my ass and I and throwing it aside. For whatever reason I can not make decent progress on the short story and any more effort spent on it will simply be wasted.

In addition to that muse in my ear simply will NOT shut-up about Cawdor. My mind returns to the plots and characters like a pundit to a scandal. My mind refuses to let go and let me work on other things. So be it. I’m throwing myself fully into my next novel, Cawdor.

It’s time for Mutiny, Murder, and Madness.