CHAPTER ONE: DAY TWO...

I sit here in Starbucks, the devil of coffee, over roasted beans and never comfortable chairs, but on a Sunday afternoon not much else is open. I am working on Airel and am trying to go through it before I send it off to the creative editors. Sometimes as I look at what is here on the screen I wonder who wrote this dribble and if I can turn it around. Some of it is good and I can see potential but it needs some work.

I thought back to the beginning of this process and all that I wanted to do a...