The End

Two of the best words in the English language are: The End. I wrote those yesterday after an odyssey of several months. I began a story called Borders of the Heart on 8/24, but that's not true. I started it long before that in my head without even knowing it.

The process of writing is mysterious. I've been asked a few times to teach a class or give a seminar and I've done it for elementary, middle and high school classes. The kids who were there seemed to get something out of it, but to be honest, I don't know how to teach writing. I know rules of grammar. Most of them, anyway. The important ones. I've read many books on writing and plotting and dialog and telling a story well, but I don't really comprehend it. So I've held back on teaching and concentrated on doing. Maybe one day I will try.

As I tell you I've ended one story, another is beginning. Writing is something one must do constantly if one is to fund one's family. So as I end the process of this story, one I finished last year is coming to the stage. I'm very excited about the story of Truman Wiley. I think it's going to change some lives because I believe we all have a Truman in our life. And in some ways, we're Truman.

I'll tell you more about him soon, but if you want to see a book trailer for the book that is releasing, click here and go down to the video on the right.

The book is called Not In The Heart. It's probably the most exciting, painful, honest, true story I've written for adults. True in the sense of capturing characters that are struggling greatly with the people and circumstances of their lives. Okay, I'll stop.

Is there something you've been allowed to do in life that you feel inadequate to teach? Keep doing it. Maybe one day you'll write about it.