And then. . .

Due to a string of unfortunate events (unexpected loss always knocks me back), and distractions (my obsession with genealogy for one), I've been elsewhere.

I have been busy writing too, finished one SiFi novel, started two more, but all of that caused me to neglect other activities.

And then, I had a story idea pop into my head, well a title for a story, which is often what happens. If the idea jells into mental imagery, I give it some time and then hit the keyboard.

Yesterday, that happened with the phrase "a hand on the mirror", which is still sitting in my head calling to me.

So, I'm going to play with it and post the outcome here in bits and pieces until completed.

We'll see what happens.

Walking through Murrells Inlet

Some days, dawn is the best time to look around, stop wondering why, and accept that there are greater forces at work in life than those which seem to act against commonsense, and purpose.