Thursday, July 29, 2010
Today, I actually started writing something for the written page. For a book, perhaps a short story, or a vignette. Probably autobiographical but with fictional names, not to hurt any one involved. So I started. I wrote for one hour straight and it flew right by. I'm a little scared because I don't know where this will take me. If I start with Pasteles, El Perro y el Pescador, or the Morales Legend, what else will I be drawn to write about? I'm excited because it is finally happening and also somewhat perturbed, because I like getting feed back, but now I am going to hold back because I would like to get published. Can't have it both ways, but I wish I could.