The dream begins at 5 am, I sit down at my pub table with a cup of coffee and work on my latest project… by 7:30 I’m headed out the door to my pesky day job…Today it was in black shoes, black socks, navy slacks…but I did remember to comb my hair and brush my teeth.
In the evening after a stroll with the neighbor, it’s back to keystrokes…
I love having people read my stories… to me it’s all about entertaining.
If I had nicer legs – I might have been a dancer, but since I can’t hear I beat,
I spin tales…
Want to read more – stop by my blog or better yet … purchase some short stories to tide you over until the “novel” comes out….
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