“I was dreamin’ when I wrote this, so sue me if I go too fast,” Prince once penned, “But life is just a party and parties weren’t meant to last.” Well, life is passing these days at breakneck speeds—so rapidly that the once future date 1999 seems ancient now. When Prince wrote those lyrics in the early 1980’s the year 2000 seemed far, far away. I clearly remember humming the tune when it was new. I feel so old.
These days it seems necessary that I put together a book of my life that includes my family story that we can keep as a memento for future generations. My young children have absolutely no clue of their heritage. So my “book” may fill the need for a competent history. Much of my free time has been spent doing serious research, not just writing my anecdotal observations. The book my take more than just the two years I have already invested. I have only drafted one 15 page chapter so far—writing a book is more difficult than it seems. How does Stephen King churn out one 600 page tome after another? I don’t know: focus, determination, talent?
stay tuned
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