Journal October 16, 2015 Cool rainy, weather, journaling, Anais Nin, Hawaii Five-0 and Chili Dogs. My life at present is a giant blinking cursor on a blank page because I am in-between projects. This happens every few years, probably to most writers. But I have been keeping journals dating back to 1978 when I first began. That’s a lot of journals. My son seems to think I should publish them, but why on earth anyone would want to read them, I cannot imagine. I feel like Anais Nin, keeping them safely tucked away in a vault (or in my case a storage unit, at least those that are pre-computer years). Anyway, since journaling is what I do the most (I won’t say best), I will keep a journal here at my blog for no reason at all other than it occupies me and helps me to think and heal, grow, create and prattle on. One of my unfinished projects that I can’t seem to get back on (as I am still waiting on that trip to London ) is an historical/fantasy/fiction novel titled Ravenna ...
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