
Robert L. Conley
It all started in 1984; a feral pack of dogs, my John Wayne Moment and a twenty five page short story that began my real life. What I was supposed to do with it instead of what I was doing. Narratives to other doctors and lawyers came first with, out of the box flare, I hoped.
Retirement came from my first life. I purchased my first laptop and I began to write. A daunting task. It was one thing to write a two or three page narrative or a twenty five page short story; it was another to write a three hundred page novel. I turned to the only thing I really know and that was “Day Of The Dogs”.