Take a minute. Think of the breeze. The wind and rain hitting the window. The tinder and lightning wash over you. The power flickers off, and you light a few candles, just enough to light up the room. You pull one of your favorite books from the shelf and begin to read. Before you even notice, it have been hours, the rain has stopped, and the power is back on. You do not notice; you are in a different world. You are in the mind of the character you are reading as. You are part of that book: that world.

That is what I love, and what I hope to not only do here, but also through all of my publications throughout the years.

So let the thunder be the gunshot of your life’s race that gets you to go as far as you can and never stop to look back.