Gone are the days when I think—meh, don’t worry, I’ll remember. Grrr… I never do. So lesson learned. Either write it down or record it or it will be lost.
You know when you leave the vacuum hose laying across the kitchen floor into the dining room. Yup, that's my brain today. It's kinda just laying there--all limp and lazy like. The hose is covered in a long snake-like sleeve so it doesn't scratch the walls whereas my brain is wrapped in caffeine and a… Continue reading My Twisted Writer Brain…is Like a Vacuum Hose