I must have a little OCD in me; once an idea pops up, it festers until I write it down.
I was riding in the back of a Uber in San Francisco and I saw a homeless man with a black Lab. The dog was beautiful, the man not so much. So I started thinking.
My friend Susie is always telling me, ‘Write what you know, write a crime story.’
And so it begins.
The working title so far is Travis, a story about a homeless vet and his best friend in both life and death, Travis.
Click the link for the first few chapters. I’ll add chapters when I think they’re ready. A rough draft for sure!