Lately, very few of my daydreams have been about me. I might have some vague notion of myself as the lead character but mostly I have been daydreaming short stories that have no relation to my life whatsoever. It’s a new thing for me. I like it.

The older I get, the less bound by conventional imagination I am. What I mean by that is that I don’t have to be the star of my daydreams and I don’t daydream about typical life events. I like to go to the bizarre places in my mind even the scary places because it’s making me a better writer and a more creative thinker.

So, expect more short stories and don’t be surprised if they are bizarre and occasionally twisted- I plan on following this rabbit down it’s hole, whatever that may mean.