The Next Chapter

“The pessimist complains about the wind…

…The optimist expects it to change. The realist adjusts the sails.” William Arthur Ward

…in the midst of darkness.

In 1609, William Shakespeare’s company was forced to leave London because of the plague. While they were away, he wrote the play King Lear.

…Did someone get tired of practicing?…

…re-birth.

…for I can adapt.

…holding on to the hope that light and life, will eventually return.

… our loved ones who have passed.

I‘m still feeling the glow from a recent fiction writing class at Stanford … https://continuingstudies.stanford.edu/