Feeling schmaltzy tonight, so look out. Gonna post a little personal fiction, some free-writing I did after waking up from a deep self-conference. I do so love good conversation! I will post two (count ’em, TWO) schmaltzy stories tonight, and YOU, you hapless reader you, must decide which one you like better. Or maybe you’ll hate ’em both. It’s all you. So here we go with Story Number 1:
Continue readingIt has very recently been brought to my attention that my blog sucks. Well, not so much in those words, but a very dear friend said to me, “I follow your blog, but when you told me you had one, I was expecting it to be tales of your drunken shenanigans as a world-traveling scoundrel… but it’s always this weird spiritual stuff with a heavy-handed political bent. Frankly, there’s too much of that in the world. Bring on the drunk tales!” So for him…
I am reminiscing tonight as I oft do when I am feeling low, and I happened to recall the story of The Worst Wing-Man Ever.
