I used to dream of writing a book. Not sure what genre, but I felt as if I had a book inside me, probably down deep so it would take some time to surface. The only thing stopping me was having the time to commit to the craft. Until now ...

Oh, I have plenty of time now. But since the stroke the problem is finding the right words combined with a creative voice. I'm not a quitter so I continue to set aside time for my daily writing prompts. Some days are much easier than others ... there are times when I sit in front of the computer screen for hours on end without completing a sentence.

At other times the thoughts fly from my brain to my fingers, but watch out for spelling, grammar, and complete sentences. Another consequence is that it is now much more difficult to judge good writing from bad. Friends I used to depend on as my critics now applaud every little success that I have, not wanting to discourage me at any turn.

For now I will keep my creative writing to myself as I work to improve my skills. But don't count me out completely ... because one day when you least expect it, I may just surprise you!

Good Night All! :Neeeedsleeep:

Debbie