I welcome Ernesto with open umbrella and open arms.
Having grown up in Central New York, there is something about dreary, rainy days that makes the writing flow for me. Flow like a frothing river, awash in hurricane-inspired floodwaters. I cranked out one chapter this morning and am in danger of another before dinner. Go ahead, big guy. Rain some more.
I signed up for a Myspace account a couple weeks ago. Why? Curious. Looking for another way to reach out to readers. I have to admit that I am underwhelmed. The ads are annoying, but what I truly hate is the time I waste getting “an unexpected error has occurred, blah, blah” messages. Here’s a question – what would be an “expected error,” huh? LiveJournal is SO much better.
Back to the book. BH is cooking chili and there is football on tonight. I love my life.