Ah, Phil..., I feel your every word. I try to read everything you write, then respond, yet only the former transpires. Your blogs could be more popular than you know, based on this single example.
My entire writing existence is littered with prose too lengthy to post or send. I write letters, notes, pages long dialogs, that never get sent. When I find myself dwelling on something for days/weeks, I write it out and hit save. Somehow this lessens my burden and allows me to move on.
I'm rather scattered, too many interests and projects, but the love of my life, whom has a few books self-published, stresses that I need to publish some of my writings. I will try; while I'm fooling myself, please continue..., I dig it!
Ah, Phil..., I feel your every word. I try to read everything you write, then respond, yet only the former transpires. Your blogs could be more popular than you know, based on this single example.
My entire writing existence is littered with prose too lengthy to post or send. I write letters, notes, pages long dialogs, that never get sent. When I find myself dwelling on something for days/weeks, I write it out and hit save. Somehow this lessens my burden and allows me to move on.
I'm rather scattered, too many interests and projects, but the love of my life, whom has a few books self-published, stresses that I need to publish some of my writings. I will try; while I'm fooling myself, please continue..., I dig it!
Good luck on your new endeavor love ya Dad