"There is no good that does not come from bad." - Old Spanish Saying
Divorce sucks. Especially if the act is handed to you on a platter without a choice. At the very least it made me see who my real friends are. They came out of the woodwork to rescue me from my worst enemy- myself.
The greatest thing about this is that I am editing the hurricane novel. Written years before Katrina, it is difficult to revisit those old friends sitting on the Porch facing Bayou St. John.
It is not easy editing something that a 'past-self' has written- especially with a sprained thumb (yes the right one, the one I use on the space bar). But among the true friends that I have discovered are the fictional ones as well. I had given up on the novel because I thought I was no longer the man that wrote it. Alas perhaps that man is returning.
2 comments:
Sorry to hear about the divorce. I went through one several years ago but have been much happier since. And much less stressed. I hope you come through to the good side soon.
We shall see. In the meantime I also was thinking of writing a fantasy tale for younger readers, it appears to be the market right now.
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