On Sunday, something washed up on shore.
Tell the story that's in your heart, and don't hold back. Write a book the reader will want to melt into.
You're never alone when you're reading a book.
Scary thought - what if I get to know myself and I'm someone I don't want to be?
It is a great virtue to be needed. Greater, even, than being liked
My adult life has been a patchwork of projects, most of which were fleeting fancies of overreaching vision. I tend to seize on things, only to abandon them due to a lack of time, talent or inclination.