Time To Move On

 

Somethings take a little longer to realize than others.

Today, I realized I'm not a writer/ author. Sure, I can type words that tell a story, but that doesn't make me a writer. And publishing a book now, it's not that hard to do.

15 years of my life - 7 1/2 books - 3 published.

It's time for me to move on and do something else, that I'll probably not be good at.

Ironically, that has been my life for the most part. Do something for a bit and then move on. Writing lasted a little longer than expected.

I'm a lot like the lyrics in a song, "I don't know where I'm going, but I sure know where I've been."

I did learn a few things along the way. Writing is not easy. It requires hours of practice and dedication, much like any other profession.

I have only one regret about publishing what I wrote - someone wasted their time reading what I wrote.

A person's time is a very valuable thing and should always be considered.

Once upon a time in a land far far away, . . .

To all the writers and authors out there, I wish you the best of luck.

I will scribble a few words here when I have something to share about a particular subject - I ain't dead yet.

I love you all - have a great day, year, and life.

 

j/k