The Wolf Man
Flying through the desert, the air is warm, the stars are bright, and I’m as high as a kite.
Caught me a long ride outta Mesa, New Mexico heading for the Promised Land of L.A., California. The year: 1968.
It’s early morning. I mean it’s really early . . . like 1:00 a.m. early.
We blow through four counties, we’re movin’ fast. My life is waiting for me on the West Coast. Ain’t got no time to mess around in this bohunk desert. Ain’t got no time for this bullshit.
Then he spoke to me. He came from the stars. His voice dove into my being, and I’ve never been the same since. The Wolf Man had my soul. The Wolf Man showed me the way. The Wolf Man was the way!
To be continued . . .
Andrew Joyce 
Hi Andrew,
I know Rachel Mankowicz. I also know Chris Graham. Did you find my blog on his site? It was nice of hiim to feature my WP Hacks post. Thank you for “liking” the article.
In response to your writing, your Wolfman Excerpt sounds scary. Thanks again for visiting my blog this morning.
Janice
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I found you on Chris’ site.
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Great start. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks, Don.
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You’re welcome.
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I don’t comment on Works in Progress. But I like wolves. I thought my best friend, Bella, was a wolf when I first saw her sniffing around on my deck, but no such luck–she was just a canine…but a lovely one! I am still waiting to meet a wolf…..Wolf-Man or She-wolf, doesn’t matter to me! And I’ll comment on your story when it’s done (but it’s a cool start).
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I see – I think. 😉
If this is really just a WIP, it’s a great start and I look forward to the rest!
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I probably could give a half-way coherent reply if I knew what WIP meant. Doesn’t anyone speak English any more?
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