I bid you adieu

By R.J. Harlick
When I headed out on this writing adventure more than twenty years ago, twenty-three to be exact, I had no idea where it would take me. I only knew it was time to see if I could fulfill my lifelong dream of writing a book.  I had reached a significant birthday and decided it was now or never. 
I sat down in the screen porch of my log cabin on a hot summer day and started plunking away on my computer with little more than a rough idea of a main character and an unf...