The next project

My Sunday morning assistant. Click on picture to enlarge. 

When I moved back to Weld/Rumford in 1979, I dreamed about being published on a regular basis. Now, that dream is reality.

This morning I sat on the side porch with my assistant as I tried to focus in on the next project.  I found myself getting a bit frustrated with the many choices I have.... but then I thought of the privilege I have in my writing life. After 30+ years in the writer's room, I have earned a say, and that feels pretty good.

Time to write.