Us/Them

Cookin' up another book project.

The fun just doesn't stop here in the neighborhood as the big old crazy world spins out of control.

I can hear the little pocket-sized dogs yapping across the courtyard, the sound mingling with the random, desperate shouts of the mad confronting their demons face-to-face.

I, too, am mad and desperate, barking at my pages, keeping the demons at bay. If I am succeeding it is only because I believe in redemption.


TS