floydjoy

I don't know if there's a statute of limitations on blogger.com, but I'm not taking any chances. I haven't posted a dang thang since February, and even that one had little to no discernable value. So here it is. Another entry. Hopefully, this'll buy me a little time so's I can maybe devote more time here. We'll see. Oh yes, we will.

Got a short story/novella/full-fledged novel started. So many slashes, so little clue. Anyway, whatever it turns out to be, it's a cool idea, full of misfits, pathos and flying monkeys. Everyone will read, and everyone will be amazed at the sheer audacity of me actually putting words down for others to read (kinda like 21st century cave etchings, if you will). So let it be written, so let it be done. - Yul Brynner as Pharoah in The Ten Commandments

"Would it be too much to ask you for a light? Or is this the kind of thing that always ends up in a fight?" Wise words. Wise words from Loverboy. Could mean something. Could mean nothing. But it's so maddeningly non-linear, isn't it?