Be patient with me today, I plan on getting out some prime novel writing later (my horror novel is actually keeping my lights on at night), but for now if you haven’t already maybe you should go check this out…https://twitter.com/Profreshphoto
Here’s a sample of today’s writing for now!
(Snip-it out of Destinations. Rights Reserved D.R. Breshears)
Hector decided one day at Grammy’s that he was going to play next door instead of by himself, he had gotten tired of imaginary friend games and there was a newly-moved-in younger couple with a boy two years older than he was and a girl one year younger.
Backup: this next recollection is just hearsay, Grammy and Hector can piece together the wildest of tales at times, but regardless this one is important when getting to know Hector, and his new situation, I feel.
Okay, so I should say I remember this day personally as an outright excellent one. For one my hair had taken to the new red and blonde highlights to compliment the natural brown chameleon color it normally had and I was turning heads, of both sexes I might add, when the sunlight hit it right. Self confidence after Joshua’s death is rarely seen, and when it does finally come out to play it feels guilty for being around after the only man who’s opinion on my looks mattered left. Anyway, second it was a Thursday, which was payday and also for some odd reason always my personal most productive and positive day of the week. Third and foremost I was actually managing to get things done, between errands for the house and Hector and buying a gift for a friend expecting any day now and paying my mound of bills I am always too lazy to set up online accounts for. Also in general I was thinking of ideas for the TA (remember Travel America not Tits and Ass, if your mind is wondering) office and starting new design projects on my damned-if-I-swore-I-wouldn’t-admit-it super handy macbook on the go. I was drinking coffee and pumping out ideas and kicking ass, basically, this Thursday, not to mention I had plans for a killer new pork chop recipe I knew Hector would finally like for dinner(with apples and cinnamon), had rented the new animated Pixar something or other he had been going on about this past week, and hadn’t thought about Joshua once in a negative way at all that entire day (damn him for leaving during my prime! oh, wait, there it was).
While I was slaying the world in front of me, demanding more challenges and proving the universe I could handle this earthly shit show, however, Hector was opening doors to physical and mental fear he would not be able to shake for the rest of his life. Again, hearsay on what actually happened, but definitely not hearsay on how he acted afterwards. And that look on Grammy’s face, euuugh. Okay…
Horror Novels and Nature Photography…what a great combination!