This past two years have seen a slow diwn in my productivity due to many causes. One, another couple of birthdays. Two, one fouled up book file that burned me royally. Three, I got lazy. Four, too many ends on too many candles lit on too many ends.
So, I gave up on birthdays. Finished, never to be seen again, the bad book file. Took a hand full of vitamins. Blew out some candles. Put my buttocks in the chair. And, now my problem is three new books stared, one rattling around in my head, and two that exist only on 3 X 5 cards.
Trying to make my computer take dictation.
Keep writing.
Oh yeah, I now have two jobs.
An Author's Journal 