As i sit in front of my computer and muse, I wonder who is reading everything I throw out there in cyberspace? I'd love to know if someone in Bangalore, or Oslo, or Baton Rouge woke up this morning and read my blog, or visited my website, or liked the photo, or maybe is intrigued and is considering buying my new book. I hope so, because the alternative is too depressing to consider. As a writer, I crave praise and adulation. Where are you?...
I have taken pride in writing this novel as so many people have the wrong impression on bikers because they dress in leather clothing which is to protect themselves in case of an accident. The majority of bikers are known Policemen, Firemen, Doctors,
In a near-future Baltimore, an unemployed bipolar journalist and a teenage hacker are the last hope for a dystopian world controlled by a giant media corporation.
