In the great spectrum of history and the universe, my Bachelor’s degree does not hold up to the onslaught of information, facts, figures, and theories that make up all of humanity, nature, and what we do not know. And that’s awesome.
There are several reasons I love writing epilogues. Here are just a few.
It was a big contest too. There was pomp and circumstance and flowers and a big prize package to work with a self-publishing house. My first instinct was 'this is amazing.' My second instinct was, 'what did I just get myself into?'
If there was ever a truth I struggled with, it was this. Being busy doesn’t necessarily mean being productive.
To imagine what might come next is impossible. There really was no way to predict the internet, the cell phone, or the autonomous car. But, as a writer, here’s a few inventions I wish I had at my fingertips--just to make the job a little easier.
I have been given a lot of advice. And while a great deal of it has been good (and, naturally, a great deal has been truly terrible as well,) nothing has yet come to claim the crown as these simple words from my grandfather.
Naturally, I have had plenty of time to imagine which authors I’d most want to sit down to a meal with, and what kind of souffle I would serve. For now, these are the top five authors I’d most want to meet in my life.