Others, a new peek at a long awaited fragment- was it interesting enough to push on into a picture book text or a novel?
New poems were written. And last week I began submitting some of the finished work. What a great feeling after a year of treatment where I could hardly handwrite let alone hold a book to read.
It was a wonderful healthy feeling to know that I STILL wanted to write and STILL had the passion to write.
Now awaiting fruits of that labour and also trying to plot out a schedule to get bigger novels finished. I have a much keener affinity with time and jobs to complete.