LMAO!!

Almost done with this one.  It's 870 pages in length. 

I stood solemnly before the inquisitor of life as he read quietly from his book of truths.

He was dressed in a long blue satin robe, his noble head partially hidden in the hood.

His white wavy beard rested upon his chest, and his long gnarled fingers

gripped the edges of the book in his lap. He sat in a large straight back chair

hollowed out in the roots of a huge oak tree.  His feet rested upon a foot stool of solid granite.

He drew a deep sigh as he looked up from his book, staring at me now with his icy blue eyes. 

Then he laughed.

My son Brian is out from Alabama attending a training course at UC Irvine for work.  We went to a Dodger baseball game on Tuesday evening.  The Dodgers lost the game 2-0, but we had a great time none the less.

A Writer's Creed

Write your first line, it starts with just one.

Then add another, you know just for fun.

Finish the third line; you’re well on your way,

Drop in the fourth line; you’ve something to say.

Sharpen your pencil, now you’re ready to go,

Open your mind, let your ideas flow.

What are you thinking, or what breaks your heart?

What gives you goose bumps, or gives you a start?

Press pen to paper, and let the words flow,

Building momentum, how your message will grow.

Write what you mean, and mean what you write,

Empty your heart; bring your passions to light. 

Fire up your computer, set the icons aglow,

Fingers on the keys, now you’re ready to go.

There’s plenty to question, and plenty to fight,

Line after line, let your words be your might. 

--Ken Ferguson--