The restaurant was packed and the man in front of us was a pilot. At least, he was wearing a pilot's uniform. The thing is, the restaurant was no where near the airport. "Why," I thought, "does he want us to think he's a pilot? What's his game?"
When we got home there was a UPS delivery truck parked in front of the house. A man with a package was standing at the door but it turned out he was at the wrong house. A likely story.
It might be time to lay off the mysteries.
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Is this the intro to the Farm Book? Damn. That is good stuff. I'm hooked.
lol at the above comment! Paranoia breeds more paranoia!
And that is why I don't watch scary movies or read scary books--I start thinking the zombies are going to get me.
My thinking gets VERY creative when I start (and start avoiding) a big project. Have fun with the creativity and best wishes.
It MIGHT be time to lock yourself in your room and write your own book.
I heard on the news the other day that if you drink more than 7 cups of coffee in a day, you might become delusional & hear voices in your head. Do you need to cut back your caffeine intake? lol...
and I was amused to see Erin, sweetly suggesting it is time to get to work. I think they miss you at the farm...
You read too many mysteries. I am ashamed to admit I watch too much CSI... which means I notice similar things, AND come up with a lame-o pun about it. ;)
I'd like to recommend a non-beach book mystery that's one of my all time favorites. The Alienist by Caleb Carr. It takes place in the late 19th century NYC and the detail is amazing.
I can relate - it is really hard to get out of those mysteries and back to what passes for then real world. Then again, why bother?
Crofter
I realy like the mystry novel of that typeSwords
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