It’s true, I’ve written a book. After far too long, all that remains is to type the bibliography. Then, around Labor Day, it all goes to an editor. Then there will be corrections and revisions. Hopefully, before the holidays it will be published.
This is a non-fiction book and meant for a specific audience. But it’s the culmination of thousands of hours of research and reading old newspaper articles. Hundreds of hours of personal interviews were conducted. I laughed, I cried, I smiled, I rolled my eyes. It was a wonderful and, at times, frustrating experience.
I will never write non-fiction again 😉
This chapter can be closed. It allows for the next chapter to open, namely my desire to write mysteries. But I have a few other ideas on the horizon as well, including the launch of a new blog platform within the next month or so. Among other things, it will feature some of my original poetry.
I wrote a damn book. Will wonders never cease?
Stories Are For Eternity 