PROLOGUE ‘Tick. Tick. Tick’. So there it is. I’ve made my confession. It’s off my back. And now it’s on yours.” Old man Pratt shut his mouth and sucked back some fresh O2. Tick. Tick. Tick. The oxygen meter continued. It sounded every bit like a death clock, counting down to his very last moments […]
You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want to write, so let’s write. We’ll chat later. Get out your pen and paper or fire up the computer. Pour yourself a coffee. Unplug the phone. Once you start, you can’t stop. Give yourself a half hour. Relax. Don’t think too much. You’re starting a journey, and you don’t know where you’re going. But you do know you’re going someplace you haven’t been before.