Tomorrow, on the harvest moon, I will celebrate the thirteen years of consistent hard writing and eleven and a half years of training other writers. In the process, I have achieved humble and satisfying results.
When others look at what I have accomplished, they might think what I have done has been simple or easy or quick.
But you know how I did it, writers?
I simply stayed focused and tackled the next most important thing. I have written through emotional upsets, massive inconveniences, major disappointments, political unrest, economic turmoil, consistently scolding voices, and while juggling my own limitations and shortcomings with my personal power and natural strengths.
No matter what happens, I just keep writing. I keep writing. And writing. And writing.
And if the world ended tomorrow, you know what I would do?
I would keep writing.
Happy harvest, writers. I hope you keep writing.
