I love to read. I used to worry that reading someone else's work might influence how I write. Mistakenly I believed that for my writing to stay "pure" I needed to do it in a vacuum. Today that myth was shattered, and in the process, an entirely new world of possibilities seemed to appear before my eyes. I'm still reading Palace Council by Stephen L. Carter and am continually impressed with his ability weave such an interestingly intricate story while incorporating historical events. I was sitting in my reading chair (which is different from my writing chair) engrossed in his story when images of story ideas of my own started to flood my view. One picture in particular was more powerful than others. It was an image of me as a small child standing in front of Temple #37 in my hometown. Suffice it to say, that there is an intriguing story behind the image. It’s the book I really want to write. It will pull the cover off an organization many believe to be good and, that my friend, will take a certain amount of fortitude I'm not exactly certain I possess. Maybe by writing this entry I'll find the strength necessary to give the truth it's just do. Nevertheless, thank you Stephen L. Carter for daring to write as you do, while challenging those of us who admire from afar, to aspire to such heights.