Eight letters!
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In Which Your Humble Blogger could probably look up the Dewey classes, but why?
Another Audition Monologue, part the fourth
In Which Your Humble Blogger is always a trifle surprised. Does my voice really sound like that? Does this file format make my timbre look fat?
Game Time Again
In Which Your Humble Blogger acknowledges that we didn’t so much finish the narrative, but we had a lot of fun before it petered out. Or at least I did.
Another Audition Monologue, part the third
In Which Your Humble Blogger really should put it on a staff, right? Only, not so much skill with that part.
mark of Cain
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks it would make a good movie, although it would be difficult to decide where it begins and ends.
Another Audition Monologue, part the second
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In Which Your Humble Blogger should probably also prepare a nice juicy monologue of heartbreak to deliver if I don’t get cast.
Another Audition Monologue, part the first
In Which Your Humble Blogger is full of hope.
Words, words, words.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is all, like, what? and then it’s all thing, like a, um, what was it? Oh yeah, that.
Cut it the fuck out
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In Which Your Humble Blogger just thinks it seems somehow disrespectful. To both people, I mean.
YHB: Threat or menace?
In Which Your Humble Blogger views himself more as a challenge.