So many stories, so little time

Where did all the time go?

As a youngster, I hated having hours and hours of time with nothing to do. [Well, I thought I had nothing to do. I'm sure my parents would have said otherwise.] Living in the Mojave desert with acres of open space, I wasn't inclined to wander too far from my home. One of the main reasons was rattlesnakes. Go figure. Anyway, I'd give anything to have that time to use now.

I have at least twenty-five ideas for stories I wish to write. I'm currently working on five. I bring them to work with me, one for each day of the week, and write a page or three on my lunch hour. I can only hope to have one or two of them ready for editing, and possible submission, by the end of summer.

Sable Angel