I’m not complaining (hint, a clear indication that one IS complaining) but getting a book out there in the world is a hard business. It makes me squeamish, all the promoting I’ve been doing, but this is my excuse. If I don’t do it, nobody will.
So, I’m going to change the subject for a while. Why do you write? I mean we all write, that’s what blogging is, but I think people come at it from different angles. What’s yours?
I’ll start the ball rolling. I write because I love it. I write because as I fall asleep at night, eyes closed, images flickering, I’ve already started translating the events of the day into prose…