May 10...last time I tapped away on the keyboard in this little box. I knew there was something missing in my life. Other devices and options are jockeying for my attention, but writing, like the freckles on my nose will never fade. Sad that I find it difficult to find room to share a sentence or two with the blogosphere.
So here it is...
Life is life. It's hotter than hell here in Pennsylvania. The air moving slower than a fat man on a tricycle. I'm taking numerous classes to keep me more marketable and my mind sharp. I have a personal trainer who is helping me get healthier and kick my butt. And with each drop of sweat that streaks down my face I think, what the hell did I get myself into, and afterwards I think, not such a bad idea.
While I don't write daily, I do have numerous ideas for stories that I write down in my little notebook, and there they sit, like a dented can of string beans on the discount rack, waiting, hoping someone will pay them some mind. Maybe one of these days, I will do what all the writers and writer's guides say... JUST WRITE! It's not bad advice. Stop overthinking it and just write it.
