Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
The impresario Seth Godin said, “Many people start a blog, but very few people ever finish one.”
I don’t think I’m finished yet. I don’t quite know how to explain what’s been happening blog-wise for me lately. I should apologize for not having regular posts. It’s been almost 5 years that I’ve been posting–maybe more, I can’t even check right now. 🙂 The stories are still coming, actually. I’ve been traveling and I collected 4 lovely ones en route to Europe. I’m totally out of photos. I need a day to mindfully go around town and take photos, but I’m not a photographer so that feels a bit like saying, “Go eat your vegetables.” It’s the stories that come to me like happy beams of light.
I’m reading John Steinbeck’s “Winter of our Discontent,” and it’s regularly making my jaw drop. I am almost finished with it and I want to start it again and read the whole thing aloud. Perhaps I’ve just needed a little time for vacation–to relax and re-set. I’ll give you some great Steinbeck lines on Friday and begin again next week by telling you about a little boy in the Istanbul airport, a beautiful woman in a Vienna train, and a little girl who could not wait to get to Canada.