“Did I ever tell you girls about my time in Vietnam?”
You know when you are near a creek and you can smell it? Like an oncoming rain through the trees? It was masked by the smoke and I couldn’t hear it either. I was starting to get worried.
“WARNING. Ferguson, MO has been closed off to non-residents due to recent violent activity. Anyone attempting to enter must prove residency or will be subject to arrest per Governor Jay Nixon’s orders. No exceptions will be given.”
Nevermind that, the children go alone
Kind of like they always have.
How do you come up with a good plot?
He is an incompetent and boorish boob whose stumble into politics is the same as a drunken vagabond coming across a winning lottery ticket…
*WARNING, HERE BE SPOILERS SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO READ THIS WORK*
“What the fuck is a ‘conduct violation’?”
Speak to me in a language I can’t understand…
One thing you’ll find with my writing, and in my humble opinion some of the best fiction writers out there, is little in the way of physical character description…