Because I'm half in a sharing mood and half apologetic for not writing much at all for the last couple months, I'll show you what I've been up to with the David Priest Project. Right now I'm giving a taste of a normal day for him. A pretty good day, actually. Soon I'll throw a bad day at him. Then I'll start establishing his own special kind of crazy. I'm looking forward to that.
It begins again. I began feeling that pecking sensation and had to get back to my buzzard. No title yet, but I'm moving forward. This will be the story of random survivors rebuilding and trying to get along.
Father James still gives me the goosebumps. I expected Joe, Sam, and Valentine to be my favorite characters, but James is so much fun to write for. I get to channel my inner preacher-man.
This is just a rough draft, but I like it so far. Stay tuned. I promise to spend less time sawing, drilling, and painting and more time writing. Sometime in the spring this thing will be done. Until then: