On the challenges of writing fiction, part 3

I have an idea! It’s a great idea! Unless it’s not!    

A couple weeks ago, an old friend from graduate school emailed me and said he’d be in town and would I be able to meet him for lunch? I said sure, and then I counted out the years and had one of those moments:       Twenty years since I’d last seen him!  …

So bee-you-tee-ful! You can look at more like it on Jessica’s website, where she also tells stories about me.  

I am talking to Pete (not his real name) at the coffee shop. It is probably more accurate to say I am listening to Pete. Pete is homeless, and he passes many hours of each day at the coffee shop, usually sitting outside except on the coldest days of winter. Most days he greets everyone…

Let me state for the record that all of the things I have done in life made sense at the time. I have never once thought, “Well, this will be an expensive, foolish, and ultimately useless endeavor. Where do I sign up?” No, I always think it is absolutely the right course of action under…

So, I have been on a hiatus since Jessica’s good news this summer, in order to plan my strategy for taking over the world as a result of finally having the chance, and while I know you only missed the stories about Jessica, and not me, I am going to tell you a story about me…