Conversations with the Universe
Wow. I haven’t written anything here in quite some time. I suppose it’s time to write something, anything, to keep this poor blog alive. I have, however, done some writing on my other blog. I posted a piece there a few weeks ago titled, “ Bar Stories: Learning how to write fiction .” If you didn’t read it, and you’re bored out of your mind right now, I urge you to give it a read. It’s a story about people, including a girl named Amanda, who I find to be rather pretty. Many folks that read it told me they liked it, except for two people: My wife and Amanda. For the record, that story was the first one I ran past my wife before publishing it. She wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea of me talking up a girl who isn’t her, but after a long discussion, she let me go with it. Apparently, she thought I could use my imagination to make somebody up, but my mind doesn’t work like that. I need people to inspire me, give me ideas from the curiousness that they cause me. As for Miss Amanda, I sent ...