Why?

And this is me looking at your brain while you read my blog. Any questions?

I’m thankful for this blog” and other things you never thought you’d hear me say. Or see me write. Or truly mean. Oh forget it. Just read it!

In the words of Eddie Cochran (and The Who), there ain’t no cure for the Tuesday night blogging blues. Okay, I’m paraphrasing, but you get the gist.

Even though it seems like novel-writing and blog-writing would be like comparing oranges to oranges, it’s more like oranges to apples, and one of them is rotten.

Frank Sinatra crooned, “I’ve gotta be me.” I’ve been trying that my whole life, but I’m not sure my individuality always works in my favor.

So you find yourself trapped on a deserted island with a writer. Here’s a quick list of things to know about some of the quirkiest people on earth.

Hop in for a journey with my MC and me. Where we’re headed, nobody knows.

Here’s my latest blog. No. Check out my latest blog. No. My latest blog is ready to be read. No. My newest blog entry is published. No. Oh hell, just read the damn thing.

Do you think Lou Bega ever doubted himself? Or Monica? Or Erica?

The fourth of the five stages of writing is The Doubt. Worse than the monster under the bed.