My mother would have turned 88 today, if she had lived just a few short more weeks. It got me thinking... life is too short. I could be gone next week, then what would my beautiful special needs son do? Who would take care of him? Provide for him? Love him?
Well, I hope he always feels my love (even when I'm gone) but I can do something to help provide for him now.
So I am dedicating myself to getting back to writing. I truly have missed it... the plotting and planning and organizing ... it sets me on fire! My problem is figuring out which of the many books I've started to finish and publish first.
Hmmm...
mermaid anthology?
grim reaper novella?
set of wiccan horror short stories?
Maybe go with non-fiction?
Aw, decisions decisions!