There is a time for all things; now is the time. About time, is what I'm really saying. About time that I continued writing my novel. Note, I say 'continued' not 'started' because I drafted, wrote, and polished the first three chapters two years ago. I actually wrote the first page over twenty-five years ago ... and then, life got in the way. But the fiction could wait, for the real stuff was more important, more fulfilling, more rewarding, and - by far - more precious. The real stuff was my family, my business, and my personal development; each, in themselves, such things as novels are made of...Now, as I find myself living in - what I sometimes perceive as - a sequel to the life I knew and loved, now is the time to complete the novel that has lay dormant for so long.
It will not be left to languish...
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