Some days I wonder if I will ever blog again. I am currently reading the most recent David Sedaris. On good days, I know that I could be him. (Oh that I had four sisters, a privileged upbringing, and was a gay man). Most days I just wish I could remember to write.
David Sedaris writes a tad like me. Of course, he is way better, and is published, and people ask him to autograph stuff. When I read him, I want to write more. I wonder why I have a job that interferes with my supreme destiny. Yes, I had all summer to establish a writing schedule, and practice the craft. That I didn't underscores my place in the world of 'Amateur'.
I'm reading, When You Are Engulfed In Flames. I am laughing my face off. I call it research.
May peace and a good book be yours from, The Goddess of Everything.