Sitting in the parkinglot of my daughter's school gives me a little time to reflect on the way things have gone lately. I. Have to ask, why didn't it go this smooth a long time ago? What was I doing different? I think everything happens when it is supposed to. If I'm right, then I am exactly where I'm supposed to be.
I have a novella out. My first golden ticket~how strange is that? My daughter got to see me strive for something and make it. To me, it's a start. To her I have reached the stars...that and she wants an increase in her allowance.
Soulless Light is available to purchase through a publishing company. How cool is that?