I do not have anything written for today, and although I have some ideas they would need time to write.
Time which I do not have right now. I do not want to break my trend though, so I decided to write about nothing.
A post about not having a post.
I was looking at my Substack and since I started I have 36 items published.
That is more structured work then I have done ever. I am grateful to Substack for that and for the fact that it made me write things I had no idea about before.
For example, the little story about Deidre, I just wrote it on the spot because I had nothing prepared. I love that story and I love its genesis, out of nothing, on the spot, wham-bam thank you fates!
Am I a good writer? A bad one? It does not matter, what matters is that I love to write. As I do, with bumps in the road, with moaning and distrust.
As long as you have something that you love to do, you can consider yourself a happy person, because that will accompany you till the end of your days and you will always have something to do that brings you joy.
I will work to prepare better for my next post, in the mean time, please let me wish you a Happy Monday! and a great week ahead.