Mood: Fantastic

Word Count: 1,920 and climbing!

I had the day off of work so I went to ye olde Starbucks and wrote for three hours straight. That was just what the witch doctor ordered. I wrote a short story about a future designer drug called Snail that slows your body down to almost stopping it. Continued use retards aging. It's a little sci fi but not much and I am writing it specifically for this mag. Who know maybe I will actually get a sale. All I know is sitting in the coffee shop just writing is what I want to do for the rest of my life. My career if you will.

Rob

Reading: Tough Luck by Jason Starr