Lazenby, on leave in a North Atlantic medium sized port city, was beginning to reconsider his Navy days, his days selling cars, and his own namesake. He was starting to feel some wayfaring . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.
There's a lot of stuff growing in The Land, but you've got to be a writer to see it all. We push a selection out to a superfeed for public viewership. The rest — along with replies and revisions — is workshop material.
