Maya, a character for a thriller?

ByJohn Brown

mayalassiterbeachphotoMaya lives in a yurt.

She has glorious garbage floors.

And chickens that run around and lay pastel eggs in odd places like buckets–Easter every day.

Here’s a list of her most popular blogs.

So, folks. Maya has a fascinating life (as do most people when you start to get the details). So fascinating that you can’t help but want to write about someone like her to see where the story goes. Go read her blog and tell me you don’t agree.  It doesn’t get any better than this.

In fact, what would happen if I took a Maya and put her in that thriller I’ve got incubating? 

Oh, baby. Zing.

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