THIS Rhett Butler Will Never Die

Okay, let's try an experiment. I've been writing this story for over ten years now and it's very long. I've finally figured out a system for motivating myself to edit the story to make it ready for publication. I'm rewriting it. Dozens of people have heard about me working on this project over the past decade, and I've invited a few of them to read it - and some have! But I know that in its unedited condition it's a hard tome to struggle through, and I thank those that did read it, and I apologize to those that could not get through it. Thank you all for your efforts. Here is the experiment I want to try out now. I'm going to post one chapter at a time here in this blog while I progress with my editing. This is probably going to be what the final product will look like. I'm pretty much just going to announce updates on my Facebook page. I'm more interested in people I am close to getting to see this than I am of opening it up to the entire worl...

I don't too often come here to record my dreams, not anymore at least. I started taking Seroquel again about a month or so ago and since then I've been having dreams that I can remember. The last two nights though my dreams have been stranger  than usual. The first dream had me following along with two guys who were driving down San Ramon Valley Blvd to a destination about half way between Norris Canyon Road and Bollinger Canyon Road. That was where I identified the location to be in my mind, but there is no such building like I saw in my dream at that real life location. I don't remember exactly what it looked like now either, it's too long since I had the dream. But they were going there to kill someone. They were worried about time - that if they didn't get there in time that they'd be too late, for a bigger disaster to develop and occur. They were tense and might have been arguing. Anyway, they got to the building, got out of the car and found the people t...