The sun sets on another day…
It’s the end of the month and at the end of a month of writer workshops and writer readings and a lot of just plain fun. After all hanging out with a bunch of people with unlimited imaginations is always fun.
As the day came to an end we all got together one last time. This time was filled with lots of playful banter and more than a little pure imagination.
I’m a huge fan of imagination. For a great part of my life I lived there. When the world around you is closing in all the time sometimes the only place we have is our imagination. This made life difficult sometimes, not because it was any harder but because imagination can sometimes give a false sense of security. Still I enjoy the opinions of other writers and enjoy seeing inside their hearts and souls.
This is an end of the line but it is also the beginning. It is the beginning of friendships and understanding, of new readers and old readers reading again, of incredible highs and scary lows, all in the depths of pages and ink.
I hope some of the readers out there joined me and I hope some of you had fun every day, I know I did.
So as the sun sets on another day, the world is a fantastic place mostly because people with imagination helped make it that way. support writers and support people who support writing and reading because that is the doorway to a better future.
Sleep sweet, love life, and keep reading…