Devotion to writing can turn you into a tumbleweed, but with mind-reading power
If you read my first blog post, “How I Killed My Birthday Party,” you know how I busted up that birthday party by reading before I could read.
After that, like you, I went to school and learned to actually read words. From then on, I always had to have a book to read.
Surely with that background, I would be a writer someday, not just a reader.
But have you ever attempted to do something great
. . . and it turns out . . .
My guests were pissed, hopping from foot to foot in exasperation.
Let’s head back in time to attend a formative literary event in the annals of writing.
It was a birthday party for me, but whether I actually “attended” it is up for debate. You see, I was three years old.
It’s not that I didn’t understand the concept of a birthday party at that age . . . believe me, I was all for it.
So, there I was, seated on a chair. Whatever preceded my sitting down, I don’t recall, nor do I remember what followed after I got . . . The Best Present of All Time.
I was interviewed . . .
. . . by Peter Wright on his YouTube Yak-King channel about my humorous path to becoming a writer.
Just click the link to go to it.
I’ll tell you a story
What is it?
It’s a Dog Adventure.
What’s it about?
Basically, a dog decides to be a hero, but he messes up relationships, creates angry enemies and panics the U.S. government.
To find out more, click Novel.
Also, this isn’t the first time I’ve written a novel.
What happened that first time?
Even my relatives turned against me.
It became a comedy of errors.
I’ve got a whole series about the mess.
Start with I Get Run Off the Ranch.
Anything else you got into?
When I was a kid, I tried to help the school’s scariest bully.
There’s lots more on my website.