My " magnum opus" ( rotflmao) began as a song, which morphed into a short story, which became a novel, which became an entire "universe" and a soundtrack.
I blame her gorgeous emerald eyes, the Girl I wrote the song and story for to impress her...way back in 1990.
It became an unhinged creature of its own.
I am not a disciplined writer of fiction, I work out detailed plots, story line etc, then promptly find myself possessed by the characters who dictate what happens...
Non fiction, I can be organized, focused and mostly, vaguely coherent.
I guess,
The only way I function is unhinged, caffeinated and, according to my daughter, magnificently joyously twisted.
Hello, you two! I hope to listen to your live this afternoon. 😁
Hahaha ok, we’re still experimenting with these things.
Blessed Easter!
My " magnum opus" ( rotflmao) began as a song, which morphed into a short story, which became a novel, which became an entire "universe" and a soundtrack.
I blame her gorgeous emerald eyes, the Girl I wrote the song and story for to impress her...way back in 1990.
It became an unhinged creature of its own.
I am not a disciplined writer of fiction, I work out detailed plots, story line etc, then promptly find myself possessed by the characters who dictate what happens...
Non fiction, I can be organized, focused and mostly, vaguely coherent.
I guess,
The only way I function is unhinged, caffeinated and, according to my daughter, magnificently joyously twisted.
I envy writers that are organized and coherent.
Fascinant, sounds like you really loved her.
Montjoie! Saint Denis!
Eh oui, Monjoie Saint-Denis mon ami, et Joyeuses Pacques.