One of the wondrous things/banes of my existence when it comes to my Brain has always been that I am often thinking of dozens of things at once.  This is problematic, to say the least, when someone is talking to me on the phone (as my best friend and my mother will attest), and I often find myself navigating an obstacle course of  random musings, irrelevant crap, food cravings and movie trivia, in order to be able to make the simplest decisions.  Creatively, however, it can sometimes prove to be a boon, as was the case today.

A few posts ago, I revealed that I was working on two novels simultaneously – yet another instance where my cerebral filter gloriously failed me – and I still am, but while watching old horror movie trailers on You Tube this afternoon (it’s what I do to relax – shut up), a concept for a third short story Anthology exploded in my head like a truck load of illegal sky rockets, and I couldn’t ignore it.

I opened up Word, and typed out a synopsis, fully intending to leave it at that until I’d hammered out another couple of chapters on my novels.

Just as I intended to stop at one box of Barbecue Shapes.

Discipline aint my bag, baby.

My new anthology book, which will be called SECRET TREASURES, is already halfway done, and should be out in a month or so.

Kiss my arse, Adderall.