roads” And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back”.

From The Road Not Taken, By Robert Frost.

It’s a fearful and wondrous thing how our lives are sometimes nudged by events and the actions of others to put us here.  Take the day and believe in something good.  Give life a chance and let yourself be amazing.

It’s there around the turn.  Just waiting.

Be well,


On Being Broken

Some days we wake up and we’re just not sure of anything. That’s how it feels for me sometimes anyway.
Here’s something that sort of spells it out.  Maybe someone you know can relate.   I think it’s a beautiful song.


The Longer I Run by Peter Bradley Adams 


So.  Here we go.  This is to be an unworthy attempt at explaining something.  Maybe writing to try to produce a novel.

struggleMaybe even better would be a wholesale attempt to peddle my stuff.  To shamelessly pander my little words.  For those who might wonder about the writing of a novel, There is hope.  For those thinking about a successful novel, maybe not so much.

Still best of luck to us all.


Well, Here it is!  The big day of my first WordPress post.  Everything I’ve read so far indicates that the existence of an online presence is a must it you want to be a published author.


Problem is, I am not at all sure I want to be published.  There.  I said it.  Horror of horrors.  Seriously, I love to write.  Love to tell stories.  I just don’t know if I want to fool with all of the bullshit that goes into getting it published.  I seriously don’t know if it would be worth all the anxiety those damnable query letters generate.  I mean you have to sell yourself and that’s just plain hard.

Wait  a minute.  Let’s think about this.  Do you have to sell yourself?

Maybe not.  Maybe all you have to do is present your story in a way that shows why you liked the story enough to actually spend all that time writing it.  Hmmmm.  Maybe I could write a query letter and not try to be cute, hip, awesome, wiseassed, or self important.

Yeah.  I think I could do that.  My point is that it doesn’t have to be a bloodletting.  It needs to be an honest and straight-forward presentation that is succinct and yet revealing enough to give a true taste of the story.  That’s it.  Let it be about the story.  The author is completely secondary.

There now.  That makes it easier, don’t you think?

Keep on writing.  BIC.