writing

Below out from brain cells denuded of some ergs of energy dissipated of finally having finished the first draft of my third novel. A trilogy where the first book ending in Afghanistan with the Soviets in possession of an alien artefact. The second novel - up a level of magnitude to the galactic...

Last year, after being fired from my job –which I got only two and a half months before– I had to make a stop in the road and reassess some of my life choices. I had gotten that job after struggling with my own company for some years. As an entrepreneur, I had traveled through the ups and downs...