Here I am, That’s how it seems I always start. I’m sitting on the couch, trying to let my mind go and my imagination live on.
I just got off work. Man was it a hot one, much too hot to be at work, let alone for people to be in the park. Yet you always have the diehards. Those people who come out to Universal regardless of the weather. I don’t know how they do it, but they do.
If it were me I’d be home. I’d be relaxing on my bed in the air conditioning, watching one of my movies or I’d be sitting in front of my computer working on one of my latest book ideas, but alas I am not home, but at least I have my computer and I can write and write about whatever I am thinking like if my books are really going to be a success or not, but I just love it. I love to write and I won’t stop until I can’t write any more.