Monday, May 6, 2019
The journey continues
Both the typewriter and the note intrigued me. This is where I got the idea for the story I have been working on. It's a great story. Just saying.
I'm a bit weepy. I just found out I didn't final in a writing contest.
It stings. A lot.
Sometimes I just want to quit. It would be very easy. Too easy.
I've recently read about a best-selling author. Rachel Held Evans. She went in to hospital a few weeks ago with flu-like symptoms. I haven't read her work, but the fact that she was 37 years old kept me reading her health updates.
I was saddened to hear she has since passed away.
It's still a bit murky as to her cause of death. She went in to hospital with flu-like symptoms, and now she is gone. She leaves a husband and two very young children to mourn her.
Her husband wrote, "Rachel's presence in this world was a gift to us all and her work will long survive her."
Did you get that? "Her work will long survive her."
What a gift. Her children are so young now, but they have their mother's words. Forever. In book form.
I guess that's why I write. For future generations.