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The Authors' Headquarters Episode 18: Bob, Coffee King

“Gil! I need to make my noodles before lunch break is over!” Giana cried as she stood by the side of the very boy she spoke to, who currently was busy cooking coffee the old fashioned way and busy boiling water for that. “Look, I’m sorry Giana,” Gil replied, “but I can’t go without my coffee, I will pass out at my desk if I do! Coffee is an author’s life!” “No, noodles are, and I need mine!” Giana argued, shaking the box of noodles she held. “You already have the water boiling, please?” “No,...

Real Quick before I start... Whaddya think of my new logo? (UPDATES ON NEWSLETTER COMING, JOIN HERE IF YOU WANT TO READ SOME OF GILS FICTION AND GET A SERIES OF CRITIQUES ON SPECULATIVE FICTION AND CLASSIC LITERATURE) Twill be a moment before fully assembled, so expect a month or two before any of those promises materialize. Oy. Gil is busy and tired. Who knew that sheep actually could put you to sleep? Ours don't make great pillows though. They have hair, not wool... and what wool I have had...

Gil hummed as he danced into the feast room with his favorite mug, on which were the words ‘Character Tears’ with sobbing silhouettes scattering it. It had been gifted to him on ‘boss appreciation day’ by the others collectively— which was fitting being many here were part of the Authors Collective. He sighed as the song he’d had in mind ended and walked up to where the coffee station was. Or had been. There— WHAT?! How was there no— Gil’s eyes darted around for the suddenly vanished coffee...

stumbles into your inbox whilst attempting not to choke on my coffee Bonjour! with extra accent Okay. So. This is not Gil. Why? So, you’re absolutely genius, normal Wednesday host, had to help do sheep fence last night, blessedly I got excluded this time cause my cow needed to be wrestled, but that only took like half an hour so, phew but it just so happens that Gil… was not so lucky… and thus was up til 2:30… or later. Which means I have been tasked to… provide some material of worth for you...

It was quiet. Quiet at the Authors’ Headquarters. ‘Quiet’ and ‘authors’ were two words that did not belong near each other due to the explosive dangers of what happens when they are. Yet, this time, those words were near each other. For a majority of the morning they were in fact, up until Nicole slowly pushed open her door and crept from her office to the feast room to find herself a drink. Gil, Giana, Kaitlin, and Kylie were all already there, standing scattered through the room each in...

Hello and welcome back to another episode of Irish Twins but with the other twin waggles brows yes, Gil has stolen the spotlight for the past several weeks, and with good reason considering sometime in the short future we’ll be going on hiatus, but also with terrible reason because that means he’s deprived you poor souls of… me 🥺 takes a quick moment to stand in reverential silence gets bored with that Okay, aNyWaYs, moving onnnn I have returned and with me a bring a list of the past ten...

GIL WALKS IN THE HOUSE. BUSTS DOWN THE DOOR. GIVES YOU A GIVEAWAY: https://kingsumo.com/g/1rj05z3/the-outsiders-giveaway ITS TIME TO KICK MY CAREER IN THE TAIL END. Not that this'll help much... But it'll be a start. Y'all probably came here for the freebie... and umm.. Hold your horses... its coming... but first Gil is going to tell you why he busted down the door of the house like this. Gil drop kicked himself into the chat because he wishes to have a career as an author and very possibly,...

“Tch,” Megan scoffed, tossing her head back. “You hardly did anything at the farm this morning!” “I argue otherwise, I had to deal with the chickens and they were feisty today, not to mention the goats.” Gil shook himself. “Ugh, those goats will try to take over the globe one day, and then I will be the one to stand atop the rubble to cry out my woes from failed warning—” “Stop being literate and admit you are exaggerating!” Megan cut him off, jabbing a finger at him. “You told Nickie it took...

IM HERE! IM ALMOST LATE... ITS 5:30 AM ON FRIDAY AND THIS IS SUPPOSED TO GO OUT IN... 3 hours? Something like that... Lovely, Ok. Lets talk Dystopian. I got into writing and I was immediately hit in the face with DYSTOPIAN. It was everywhere... everyone recommended it... to poor sweet almost-fantasy/science-fictionless-Gil. Poor sweet- *record scratch* Thats ridiculous... Im not repeating that phrase again- anyway. Gil had experience with Dystopian that extended as far as: "Ive seen the...

Alright then. Lets get this show on the road. Was it worth it to abandon all you lovely readers for a Friday? First off. How dare we presume such a thing. What a gross and disgusting underrepresentation of the pain, physical, mental, and spiritual that you must have. Hopefully the rapture of my fondly typed, uniformly automated font styles on this blinking cursor screen or laptop or whatever you read us from glaring out of the spam folder doth cure thine inexpressible sadness for we hath...