Follow Me

It's funny the things that seem to follow you around. Like a gnat that just wants a better look at your eye-color, even if it's too close (yuck), or like that shirt that you swore you threw out months ago, but it still ends up nicely hung in your closet. Sometimes it's like that card that pops up once a year when your cleaning and reminds you that someone loves you. Yep, that's about what it's like when I write. I never thought much about my writing. I barely passed English. I haven't even learned to crawl to the seasoned writer. But like I said, it follows me around. I can't stop the gnat from being curious, or that shirt from wanting to be worn. And I certainly can't see that card and not read it. So here goes my Writer's Blog. Follow me into what I'm hoping is harmless, harmonious and, at times, hilarious.