We fought and won two wars so we wouldn’t have to care one bit which prince or duke married who or speculating about the name of the baby who will be eighty-second in line to the throne. If a town crier walked into a Virginia pub in 1785 and started to read from a parchment that speculated as to what advice an English prince told his nephew about whom he was going to marry, that crier would have been rightfully tarred and feathered.
I personally think everyone is strange in their own right but many go to great lengths to hide it well. Writers do the opposite and proudly wear their weird on their sleeve.
To prove that I’m not just sitting on my laurels, I thought that it could be helpful to show everyone just what it’s like to write with a house full of half-crazed short creatures.
The new year upon us, as are the news stories about the plethora of new laws that take effect at all levels of government. Some are good, but unfortunately most are bad or just annoying at best because, of course what society needs is even more government overreach into our day-to-day lives to make things better. Anyway, I decided that I wanted to get in on the fun and write a few laws myself.
No matter how it turns out, as I look back to June of 2016 when I first sat down at my laptop and started typing away, it really is mind boggling where I’m at now. I never thought I’d get be able finish writing a novel, much less move it forward to where it sits today.
Tyler yelled and ripped the club from my hand as he stepped away. He tossed it into the corner then drew a small revolver from his coat pocket. “Don’t make me do it, Josh! If I have to I will! Just give me the idol and I’m out of here,” he said with the gun pointed at the center of my chest.
Even if it killed me, I was determined to go. My chances of survival hinged on finding out what this thing was.
When I looked to Tyler, the demon was behind him, patting him on the shoulder for a job well done. “This way we can be together,” Tyler said. With grim acceptance I nodded and continued my work.
