I’m just about to publish my next book (“Lucky” Dog) about the berserk but soooo sweet Labrador Retriever that I raised along with my young son.

After reading the list of books I’ve published in the past year (OMG memoir, Asperger’s sibling support, breast cancer odyssey), I realized it’s time to write funny! Thankfully, or not, I have a weird ability to remember every last detail about my life events. So writing about Lucky’s daily comical mishaps, even though they happened about ten years ago, came really easily to me. It felt so good writing about it!

The subjects I’ve written about so far, while genuine, aren’t exactly uplifting. But I REFUSE to write about zombies, vampires, paranormal romance, or anything else

that I know absolutely nothing about. And so, unfortunately, I remain a “starving artist.”

My goal when I started writing and publishing a couple of years ago was to earn a living doing something I love – writing. And since the self-publishing revolution was

taking off at around the same time, it didn’t seem like that much of a stretch to attain my goal. But sadly, that hasn’t been the case so far.

I have NEW HOPE though. I’m hoping that my “Lucky Dog” book will reach a wider audience. Fingers crossed! Will post here as soon my book is on Amazon…