MY AM FRIENDS

I work alone. I have an office at home and see no one

until my better half comes back from work in the late

afternoon. Or early evening.

I’m asked the odd time if I ever get lonely? My

answer is talking out loud to myself helps. I call out

to our two German Shepherds, who have the run of

the house, to COME!

I can only imagine they glance at each other, agree

that guy in the back room is lonely. Let’s go cheer him up.

Author’s comment: Writing fiction fills my day. I enjoyed

making up stories as a kid. I learned through endless

rewrites that you make sure they sounded real, whether

they were or not.

TIME FLIES

Look at the date above. We’re all but halfway through

the first month of the year 2024. I look back at those

two weeks wondering what I’ve accomplished.

That’s being a little hard on myself. After all

hanging in through the Christmas holidays ending in

the start of a new year -- and coming out of it in one

piece is an accomplishment in itself.

If there is anything bothersome, it’s looking

back on the previous year and noticing what I hoped

to accomplish and never did.

Like typing with all my fingers. Not two; one on each hand.

It means me looking at the keyboard for the next letter.

. The next space. A new paragraph.

I’ve worked on books, screenplays over the years, apart

from other stuff, with two fingers. I’m fairly quick, mind yet

yearn for a time when I’m looking at the screen as my fingers

fly over the keys. My mind meanwhile is plotting the next move..

AUTHOR’S COMMENT: If only there was some way to type

with more than two fingers, I’d be over the moon. Then it hits

me. I’m writing down exactly what I want, so why worry?

Amen to that.