Friday blues

So busy with too many things these days - my blogging has went down the drain a bit. But there is always hope... hope that next week will bring open days where I can return to my novel.
An excerpt for your reading pleasure (hopefully) and more importantly, to inspire me, or kick me in the ass at least.

Fall in One Day

My name is Joseph Beck, but only my mom calls me Joseph, most people call me Joe, my best friend Brian calls me J, and my brother calls me Joze, he has since I was a little kid. Karl is twenty, eight years older than me, and is he an influence? I guess, yeah, but not that I want to be like him.

I say this in my interview voice, out loud, laying on my bed. I have this feeling some day I'll be interviewed, and I'll have to give this speil, like on a radio show, or maybe even TV. Hopefully, not in a court in front of a judge, but who knows. Somebody will say, "Joseph Beck, do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you God."

"I don't really go to church."

I'd say. But probably not, I wouldn't have the balls to say that. Then again, if I am court I probably committed a crime, so maybe I would say that.

"But you do believe in God, don't you Joseph?"
"Call me Joe."
"Joe, what about God?"
"Can I get back to you on that?"

Yeah right, I'd be funny like that - witty on the witness stand. More likely I'd be pissing in my jeans.