~ Brandon~
For Brandon, there were few things more appealing, more inviting and (sometimes) as discouraging as a blank sheet of paper. Blank, thought Brandon, scowling because there was nothing to put onto it. He pushed away from his desk. He hated days like this, when his energy was low, his ideas flat and his creativity almost non-existent. And he hated Sundays in general, just on principle. Useless day. He loved to sketch. He was an artist--a good one, proficient in many mediums--bu