I sat at a Seoul cafe this evening taking in the sights and sounds. Korean women who lunch sipped their hot drinks at the next table. The wind was very warm. Rain a comin'. Rainy season. A saxy Dire Straights song played perfectly into my circumstances over the patio speakers;
'Don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do
Is hand it to you
And your latest trick...'
I recently started a short story called 'Get Some.' I have a feeling it may grow into a novel. It has it all. Armed robbery perfectly planned. Betrayal. Soft drug use. Promiscuity. Twists and turns of the competing intuitions of the players and their fading allegiances.