When I was 20, I felt I had a book in me. I didn’t know where to start.
33 years later, I have several books in me.
I still don’t know where to start.
I’m going to start.
Challenge to self:
Thanks to all of you who have encouraged me to get started.
Here we go.
You may or may not get to see the work in progress. If it ends up being a collection of essays, a la David Sedaris, I may publish individually as I go.