You may have laughed and said well gee Cindy, your a book reviewer of course your a reader. But that wasn't what I read. I read my "book" the one I wrote in November 2009, after John died in January. I did it in the NaNoWriMo contest, and I did not finish it. I think it was therapy for me. It helped distract me from the hurts in my life, as I learned how life goes on after you loose a child. So the other day I had out my flash drive that it was on, and I opened the story up...and WOW, I have great friends, who read this and did not laugh out loud at me, who encouraged me. It is garbage. I mean bad bad writing...ROFL...So to my friends who read it and didn't laugh, I know you love me and are my friends.
So what made me think of all this...well I have been wondering if there is a story in me, wanting to come out...but that is all I am doing at the moment..just wondering.