I sometimes have to go deep inside of my mind and slow down. When hundreds of thoughts are racing each other for the finish line, some are out of the race quickly when I deem them forgotten. Others run neck and neck, fighting for a space amounting to something I want to write about. The winner gets my approval and goes from a small thought to a full-fledged story. The same things hold true for lines, paragraphs, and chapters. I pit the words against each other, and may the best man win.

Mike 2024