Chapter Five

Hometown Hoes Waking up the next morning is brutal. I stayed up too late actually plotting out the thriller I’ve been dreaming of writing. Ross provided more blood-thirsty inspiration than I thought possible and I was making notes until way past midnight. I was too euphoric from finally doing something about the burning desire to weave snippets of inspiration I’ve had over the years into something cohesive. The existence this basic outline is miraculous after so many years