BAD ASSPHYXIATION

Doubt is like death
By suffocation.
So take a breath
Of inspiration.

Well, we're almost through August; the literary agent's 'dead month'.  I gotta get chapter one revised by September so I can start shipping it out again.  It's gonna be huge!

Until then, I've been biding my time, minding my vibe, straddling the cusp, and destroying the misconception that there's a point of no return.  Because in the end, everyone goes back to their origins.  Yeah, it's been all about deli meats and county seats (I don't know what the hell that means, but it'd probably make a pretty good country song).

Anyway, I'm just sitting here in a deli in Idaho Spring waiting for my karmic Uber to arrive.  Maybe I should meet it half way.  Stay tuned for more updates!

Oh yeah, I started rewriting my other book; Opposable.  It's some Bad Ass Sci Fi as well, but I think it's a little too racy for this forum.  No this part.  It's just some brainstorming from the other night.

I'm alone in the cabin.
It's almost midnight.
The power is out.
It's raining.
It's a full moon.
I'm wide awake.
I can't move.
There's something in the woods.
Pinecones are falling on the roof.
Mice are crawling in the walls.
I'm wide awake.
I can't move.
There's something scratching at my bedroom door...
Dexter...
He's coming to kill me...
Why did I give him thumbs?

Until next time; sweet dreams and don't blink, I've got my eye on a book deal.