I'm still here....alive and kicking.  Life goes on.  Life continues to get in my way of writing.  However, I still plan to write my "life story" some day.  Why?  I have much to pass onto my daughter.  She missed many years with me.  I'm not going into that now.  I'll get to it later.  I've been hesitant to write what needs to be written.  Some feelings will get hurt but how else can you make an omelet?

 

My story.  I've played around with various titles over the years.  I'm not an author.  I'm not a writer.   Who cares about my story? Good question.  I don't expect anyone to show must interest.  This is for me and for my family.  Specifically my daughter.  Hopefully I'll get it done before the end of my days.  I plan to write without much editing along the way.  If I stop to correct or agonize over everything I write, I'll never get it done.

 

My story.  What will I call it?  I think it's working title, for now, will be MEMOIRS OF AN AMATEUR.  I kind of borrowed the idea from Oscar Levant.  As a teen, I saw a movie about George Gershwin.  Love his music.  Oscar Levant played himself in the movie.  A while later, I read a book, The Memoirs of an Amnesiac. It was Levant's story.  He wrote about his Life.  His neuroses.  I remember that well.  Anyway, the title stuck with me all these years (about 60).

 

So, check back from time to time (if you're so inclined) and look for snippets from the life of an amateur.  Not interested?  Hey, if nothing else, it may be a cure from insomnia....zzzzzzzzzzz.