Okay. So I know the novel is set in Chicago. I know Fat Man is loosely based on Al Capone. I know this hit man, the MC, was raised on the streets of Chicago. Well, not raised. He raised himself. And he started working for Fat Man at the age of 15.
I may get skittish about this post and delete it later. That's my problem with this blog. I always feel like I'm revealing too much, and I wind up posting, only to go back later and delete what I wrote.
Job hunt is still going; there's more action than there was last week, but nothing concrete yet. I did start a new student, but this one is off of craigslist, and those situations are always sketchy at first. We'll see what happens. I hate this constant feeling of nervousness about my near future.