I
have been encouraged for decades by fellow teachers, friends, colleagues,
relatives, students, professors (and all of their collective relatives and
friends) to keep writing.
Brightly illustrated stories prove that someone out
there is listening, reading, buying, communicating, paying and publishing. One
story sold in 1990 and was not published until 2000! The huge file of
rejection slips is proof that I never, never, never, never gave
up.
I
also have done (written) over 50 writing workshops on everything from stand-up
comedy to journaling.
I can
still Goggle my anthology title and find it on www.amazon.com.
I
have my first fan letter in my hand thanks to Carly Wegener Tribbey. I am
humbled. She wrote!
Obviously, I am keeping this letter and lots of other
written stuff. Oh, good cow. If I am writing this, where will I store it?
Facebook? Reeaaaaaly? The I cloud –really? My computer—really? Realllllly?
I need to lie down and think this over.
I
know we have gone from the chisel to the computer, but where is all this WRITING going
now? Facebook, I cloud, blog. Who will read this in 20 years . . . again? Is this the beginning of something wonderful and new or the end?
Hmmmm? I just lost my wifi connection. See what I mean?
