uickly, I gut the first chapter and toss around a thousand words into the rubbish bin. Although I liked the very beginning of it (and I am rather good with beginnings), I didn’t like where it was going after that. Of course, unlike some lucky others, I haven’t even figured out what in the hell I’m writing about yet. I have a title that I like but I’m not even sure if it’s the title for this book or if it’s the title to something else.

If this all seems rather hopeless then good; because it is.