I have a few stories to tell and I better get ‘em out before my imagination changes all the damned facts. I’ll recall details the best I can but do not be surprised if I slip a little fibbing in.
When asked, I tell folks that “I mostly write fiction.” Sometimes when I say that, I here Mom’s voice, echoing from a far better place: ‘Don’t believe him.’ “Donny’s a little liar.”
You might not believe some of the crap that I’ve done, seen or heard about, but check in once in a while. Who knows what will be coming out of this long, darkened soul.