Grammar Nazis have shackled me to a chain-gang of other aspiring writers, forcing us to correct each other’s pieces and take out every sentence fragment, every run-on sentence, every contraction, even. Our souls are bleeding from our bodies in a slow, torturous drip…ENOUGH. I open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. Andy Dufresne appears beside me, finger pressed to his lips and telling me to stay quiet. But wait…he’s got glowing battle-axes, swords, and rifles strapped to him, and in his hands is a giant gatling cannon. “Andy,” I whisper, “Didn’t you get out of Shawshank using a rock hammer? What’s with all the weaponry?” He whispers back, “Do you know how long it takes to chisel through miles of dirt using a rock hammer? Remember, I got beat up and drilled in the butt for a good chunk of that time. I have a lot of unexpressed aggression.” He’s got a point. He picks my lock, hands me a sword and a rifle, then his face twists in glee and he pops to his feet, unloading his gatling gun onto the clueless Grammar Nazis.
If you’re in a tight spot, go apeshit with Andy. Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here: Vol. 1 on Kindle. Vol. 2 on Kindle here: Vol.2 on Kindle. Links for Vol.2 on Smashwords/Nook/iBooks/Kobo are available here: Echo on other platforms
Kent Wayne 
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