21st Guru

I possess a spot of land, just beyond of Boulder Colorado, twelve acres, and on it I have my house, my three horses, and just about everything I possess. My wife Naomi, my oldest kid Catherine age ten, my son Nathan age four, and our dog Peyton, he’s around ten.

Not to say I have them, (laughing) but we have been here for just about four years now. We moved here so I could work more, and we also wanted another young one, hence Nathan. So, since I’ve been here, I have written exactly one hundred and five pages, gone through about eight best paper shredders, and irritated my publisher to no end.

Shannon, my pub rep, has been over here over a eight times, she always brings the family treats, and she knows I will have broke more paper shredders, so she’ll bring me another one. It’s almost laughable, no it is laughable. I know the real story is supposed to be in this book somewhere, but I’ll be if I can find it. What I should do is buy stock in some business that fabricates fellowes shredders for sale.

I keep burning up the motors or something, I don’t know, all I can say is that, I have not been able to use computers yet, and typing was the way it had to be. It’s a complicated story, but to give you an idea, I had been writing for a newspaper from about 1984, to the end of 19890, when there was a fire. The fire took our first son Micheal, the fire was caused by a surge on the lines, coming from our outdated systems. Needless to say, I was, and still am traumatized by the whole thing. I know it seems ridiculous, but for some reason I can’t get over it.