I am off!

nanowrimo

I had planned to start writing at midnight, but fatigue took over and I went to bed. However, now I am up at the crack of dawnin the morning, typing away. There is great freedom in creation when you realize that the stuff you type doesn’t have to be particularly good.

Hey Shirl, how’s it going up there in Michigan?

Playing: Confused Images from the album “Danny the Dog” by Massive Attack

The Author

I read and I write and I think. I survive.