When I was in college…oh, maybe about 1991 or 1992, I saw David Copperfield perform on stage. I even got to get his autograph, afterwards. Yes. I actually got to touch David Copperfield, albeit briefly as our finger tips brushed past each others as we passed the poster back and forth. I still have that [...]
I write to music. Always. Hear what I'm listening to right this very minute as I write. You can listen to what I was listening to when I wrote certain books and stories. And, if you like a song, please purchase it from your favorite retailer so you can support the artist — because downloading music without paying for it is as douchey as pirating ebooks!