I have had a couple of people ask how the book is coming along. It had been developing well until 2 weeks ago. Then, with the kids home and having to stay home, it took some schedule adjustments to get started up again. Now, I have some time to write.
Back in October, I decided to do something that is a little scary for me. I decided to write a book. Now, let’s be realistic. I’m sure that some of you out there have made that same bold proclamation at some point in your life. I have started writing before, too; more than once.
But what ever comes of it? Well, in the past, I would write furiously for a few weeks, until life would get in the way. The writing would then slow to a trickle, and before long it would eventually be abandoned. Each time that happened, I would feel a deep sense of loss.
This time was different. I started writing in October and it was as if the flood gates opened. I felt there was a story to tell, and so I started to focus.
The book is now nearing 300 pages as I write this. It has been cathartic, to say the least. Still, I am hesitant to share it just yet. As an introvert by nature, I am afraid to bare my soul.
So, to those of you that have asked; yes, I am still writing. The story continues to evolve as there are so many layers. I may decide to release it on Amazon, but we’ll see. The working title is “Memoirs of a runner: My jigsaw life”.
Thank you for supporting me, friends.