My Brain Either Goes to Romance….
I can’t help it, when I think of a place, or an activity, my brain may go in a multitude of directions – to romance, where the heck can I hide, or is that a good place to bury a body. That’s a writer’s brain for ya! We’re always conjuring scenarios in our heads. Show me a sandy beach, and I picture walking hand in hand and stealing kisses, or diving into the water and swimming for my life so that bad guy chasing me can’t get his hands on me. Hope to hell he can’t swim! Maybe