Lessons are not always obvious.

Writing not always easy. Editing is not always hard. 40 year lesson summed up in few words. The lessons of a lifetime not only teach us something, they give us the gray hairs of wisdom. I wish.

Just about the time I get a handle on life, it changes.

At the beginning of February I saw from my calendar that there was a lot of empty holes allowing hours and hours of writing and even edits. I romped into 3000 and even 6500 words a day and then screeeeeeeech. Two hundred words became the norm, all in the hour before bedtime. I had no idea how terrible my writing could be when I wrote half asleep from physical and mental exhaustion until I got the time to edit that writing this week.

Keep writing.