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Well, where to start with this one? I guess the first thing to say is that I can tell you exactly where I was when the germ of the idea for 'Talent' hit me.

I was in my car.

I spend about two hours each way on my commute to work and so you'll understand that most of my writing ideas hit me when I am in my car (truth to tell, it's probably the only time in the day when I have the time to think about things.) for this very reason. It's one of the ways I try to pass the time and yes, officer, I can drive with my knob.

So, there I was, on the main route to the East of my adopted home town of Toronto and I began to wonder what would I want to happen if I should become involved in one of those crashes which seem to be so popular with the young people of that fine Canadian city these days.

Of course, crashing into the ravine and having a metal spike jammed up my bottom was one of those things that was not on my list. I was thinking more along the lines of having some sort of slight injury which allowed me enough time to spend a lazy few days in the company of a nurse. ...And put a spike of my own up her bottom... in the nicest possible way, of course.

Then I began to wonder about the idea of some sort of 'power' being released by the crash and the rest of the story sort of wrote itself.

I populated the tale with people I know, so if you recognise yourself in there; Hello mate! yes it's me!... how you doing? why don't you call sometime? it wouldn't hurt would it? no letters, no phone calls, not even an email... and after all those things I used to do for you. And you know,
I'm not even particularly fond of goats.

I have given in to the temptation to place a few pictures in the story in much the same way that Richard Bissel has done for
"Call Girl Cheerleaders" but I don't know if that ever really works, the person in my mind might have a bit of difficulty matching the one in the Jpeg. That said, I've popped a couple in where I fancy having something to attract your eye. The two characters of Amy and Val were developed after a couple of spreads (sic) I saw on a purient perusal of the web. If I can find the pages they were on and manage to get them unstuck from each other, I will place a few thumbnails where appropriate.
Sara, Maggie, and all the rest of the cast, are drawn from my own aquaintances. The basis for Sara is a real nurse and a damned fine one, 'Maggie' still inhabits my most fulfilling fantasies and there have been working collegues who just had to show up in there. Nary a one of them would ever countenance having rude photos taken and posted on the world wide web so if I do post a picture, it'll be done with artistic licence.

I guess, the best advice I have heard about writing is to write what you know. With that in mind, I will have you know that I have performed every single one of the stunts I write about in 'Talent,' some of them without the aid of a safety net. If you can imagine me as the main character, behaving without the use of supernatural powers, just relying on my magnetic personality, you'll realise just how likely that previous statement is to be true...
At the end of writing this story, I know precicely one hundred percent more about Wicca than I did at the beginning. Which might logically mean I still know nothing at all about the stuff. My kids are quite fascinated by it's ideas. It really has become fashionable. They teach me more every day about it.
I am impressed with the enlightened ideas it uses.