So… I never gave my update regarding my impetuous plea for attention. I know you have been waiting on pins and needles.
On Wednesday afternoon, five of the nicest writers I will never meet followed me. And four even took the time to say they liked what I had to say. It meant a lot to me. Thank you.
This shotgun writing thing is quite difficult. I find myself at an awkward place of realization that the writer I wish to be and the writer I am, are not necessarily one and the same. It is not like I had hopes of Hemingway-esque appeal, but I do often read frankly just terrible literature that has found it way to mass market. Ahhh… Well, I just started a short story. My plan is to have it somewhat done by next weekend. We’ll see.
Pain is the threshold of growth. Or so they say.