A BLOG ABOUT MY WRITING and THE THOUGHTS THAT DISTRACT ME

Doodle: Isaac on LoUiSiAna

Louisiana: 8/29-30/2012 – Just a Doodle…

Just something I doodled while in a lecture today.  I was paying attention, but obviously my sentiments were with my home state of Louisiana.  Thought I’d share it on my blog.  Takes a strong eye to make out any detail.  I don’t profess to be an artist.

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My Tweets (it ain’t much)

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Writing Goals

My First Completed EbookNovember 11th, 2013
I will put my first Ebook on Amazon

The Background: Swamp Scene in Avoyelles Parish

The scene is a swamp in Louisiana, my home state. It is also the setting of my beloved story that I will finish one day, even if I have to take it up to Heaven in a folder with a pen. God would say, "you're still carrying around that thing?" I would nod my head and give him a humble blink, my pen and paper in hand. He would then ask, "so how are you going to get it to your audience when you're done?" I would gulp and give him another humble blink. Then I'd look down at my work and a grin would grow on my face . . . (you won't get it until after you read my book, once I do finish it. . .)
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