As I sit here in my hotel, far away from Chicago, I'm feeling the need to write. I'm tired from working all weekend in a small cramped space with no air circulating. I have a headache from a very annoying man who won't give me the space to do my job. I should either be drinking a beer or trying to sleep, but I have this need to write.
I miss my characters. I miss the antics that the Grimm's Reapers cast gave to me. Oz's story is in my head. The story idea I bought off my buddy has been consuming my thoughts. If I don't do something soon, I'll go nuts. I honestly thought it was for the best not to try to keep up my author pursuits while I was expanding my day job.
I can man up and say I was wrong. My tablet isn't going to cut it. Today I'm going to go to this little specialty computer store I found and build the perfect lap top. I'm going to email my buddies Jeremy and Jeff to see what dates this fall are open for a book release. Then I'm going to start Oz's story.
Damnit people, Jack is back.
-Jack
jack.crosby25@gmail.com
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