My life is a Willie Nelson song.
In Florida this time, started out with a call to do some training but that morphed quickly into 'this shit blew up and would you PLEASE help?"
I'm working on a chapter of "Community" though, sitting in a hotel room. I find that I am not as productive here as I am in the comfort of my own chair at home.
I've gotten dozens and dozens of kind comments on the stories. I'm particularly happy that "Melodic Redemption" strikes a chord (Pun! HAH! I slay me!) with so many of you. Let's see where it goes. I have a lot of vignettes in my head of Stoney and Jo. I need to tie them into a story.