Sometimes, vacations just don't turn out the way you hoped they would. An idyllic wilderness house boating get-a-way soon turns into a hellish nightmare...
People always ask me why I choose to write. I didn't choose it, I guess it chose me. There's so much going on my head, so many worlds, characters, events, if I don't write them down I'll explode.
These stories come to me at all times of the day and night, they're pushy and insistent that I write them all down. Sometimes this is difficult because these stories come in no discernible, logical order. Which means one day I'll be writing one story, the next day another.
Just so u know I'm not crazy...just eccentric. LoL so please read my amaturish work and give me ur honest opinions. It's the only way I'll learn. Thanx