Rachel and I
I miss my Kansas folks. In particular the ones that kept me writing. See, you would think that as a journalist, with daily deadlines, would be able to keep on track with my writing schedule.
But alas, no. I have trouble like everyone else when it comes to finishing, starting writing.
Maybe because I do it everyday that I’m tried or maybe there’s no push.
In Kansas I had a group of people that pushed me. My old critique group that was constantly producing, therefore I had to produce. Now I’m wavering. Ugh!
Rachel, a member of said group, drove through on here way back to Kansas from Baton Rouge. I got to have lunch with her and her traveling campaigns. It was so much fun. I miss her and it was great to see her if only for an hour.
And of course the first thing she said was…”do you have something for me to read?”