Hello everyone! I have been so busy writing new Fiction, writing new songs, recording,and just keeping myself in creative mode that I haven't had the chance to come back to my home forum, so here I am! This has also been a heartbreaking month for me because ten years ago, I lost my beautiful mother, Jean Taylor, to breast cancer. I wonder what she would have thought of Trump's presidential campaign, Hillary's momentous pitch for the White House, the new Star Wars movie, Bernie Sanders, terrorist attacks abroad, and even the Food network (which I admittedly love). She probably would have accompanied her opinions with an optimistic fervor for which she was unabashedly famous in my family. She never shirked away from candor. Anyway, she was the one who put me on the path to being a creative writer; I thank her to this day for not buying me that Sesame Street Grover hand Muppet and bought me books instead. I think it was definitely a fair trade. She must have seen how much I enjoyed reading everything from Homer to Dr. Strange comic books at 13. I would often huddle over books on my bed while the TV flashed images of Fonzie thumbs ups on the Happy Days show and Captain Kirk flirtations with alien women who had no choice but to succumb to his overwhelming id. I think that Freud would have just loved Captain Kirk. Anyway, my mom taught me not only to just dream, but to act on them. There would be no Byron Keith Taylor website,no three Master's degree (she always pushed me to go back to school; guess I got carried away), no short stories, no Steampunk and History Fantasy novels, no brother, no education, and certainly no Byron Keith Taylor without her. Thanks for everything Mom because I know that you're reading this blog in Heaven. I miss you. xoxo