I love sitting with writers. Listening to how they feel when words move through them. Poets, authors and commercial copy writers blend in with the wind. Not because its the golden writing rule. It's a learned art based on communicating with invisible faces and voices. From places so far away that writers tend to giggle when a gurgle of words pop out of Heaven. Sometimes they're light. Other moments the weight of the luggage far exceeds the limits of every airline and yet as a human you don't get to charge the passenger more money for the ride. You were born to write. Whether its a sentence or 15,000. Writing moves you closer to God.

The music featured is The Saddest Love Song I Had To Write lyrics taken from my new book Scrambled Eggs.