The other day, I threw an idea at my coworker. “I think I’m gonna write trashy, terrible erotica and see if I sell anything.” “Do it.” Today we came up with a pen name. Tomorrow the world.
Yeah. That’s about all I have going on for me. I’ve been attempting to write about the school shooting. It seems my leitmotif fits into it. More on that later.
Chapin City Blues 