I'm in the middle of writing a series. I can't get the words down fast enough. Book three is nearly done but I've got two more books percolating in my head and I'm not getting any younger. I spend hours alone, pounding the keys, listening to the characters in my head. There are days I wonder why I'm driven to make up stories. They become real to me. Yet those thoughts of I should've started this years and years ago plague me some times. I wonder if what I'm doing is worth it. I consider quitting and joining friends and family in activities I deprive myself of during long writing hours.
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. ~ Henry David Thoreau
I hope you follow your dreams all of your life!
Note: Roses and Readers, I'm away from my computer today having a test done (preventative medicine) that we should all have done every ten years beginning at around fifty or sooner if you have any problems. It's the dreaded colonoscopy. I know enough people that should've had it done and didn't with bad consequences, so I'm not going to wimp out over a day of discomfort. I'll check in eventually.
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