Most writers have a source for their creative vision – a muse if you will. In my case, I have two.
Riley and Jack are very cool, very curious boys who provide me with endless storylines, compelling protagonists, and litter boxes brimming with treasure.
If not for the fur-clogged keys of my laptop, who knows what words would be typed, what unreadable stories would be written. And so I honor my furry little buddies with these photographs – some of which are selfies – to thank them for their subversive, yet valuable contributions.
Their blanket. Don’t even think about it.
Riley has decided enough writing for one day. This is why I use a mobile laptop.
By the time Jack counts to 100, he forgets he’s “it” and usually falls asleep.
This is what happens when you send your cat to the NSA for litter training.
Announcing a visitor as they approach the house. Must be a dog person.
Unwinding after a hard day of bothering me.
Practicing for the world’s most boring rodeo.
Jack as a server at the new fish & chips joint down the street. I refuse to eat there.
Jack and Riley sharing secrets. They know whispering drives me crazy, so they do this all day.
Jack confirming his furniture is better quality than mine.
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