The Single Step

So pretty momentous day here 'round Microkhan's new-ish Queens headquarters: after many weeks of inventing excuses to procrastinate, I'm finally starting to write my next book. It's due in April, so I reckon I have just enough time to craft the tale and fill in the remaining research gaps. But right now the endeavor seems truly daunting, as I try and dream up the perfect opening line. I've been wracking my brain, trying to remember how I concocted the opener for Now the Hell Will Start. (For the record, that book begins: "It is best to use discretion when confronting an emotionally shattered man, especially if he's holding a semiautomatic rifle.") But try as I might, the process seems to have slipped from my memory. Guess I have no choice, then, but to resort to trial-and-error; given what I know about that approach to writing, I expect the ensuing eight hours to be filled with little save pure frustration.

As I begin my proverbial thousand-mile journey with a single step, brighten your day with a little vintage Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth, taken from an old In Living Color episode. Yes, that is a permed-out Jennifer Lopez doing the intro.