Journey

Somebody said it’s never too late. I think I may be the testament to this statement, presumptuous on my part. Two years ago I began to write a story. The story turned into an obsession. It moved and shifted as it grew. Writing was interspersed with small educational sessions as my writing skills were sorely lacking and remain so today, improved but still lacking. A little over a year after the start there was a draft of a crime thriller that put joy in my heart for simply putting that many words on a page.