The state of peace is holding strong. A mental quietude prevails. If I am not thinking or feeling, I am strangely empty. Yesterday the painter arrived with bad news. He wept, in fact. He has had cancer and now they have found a mass in his colon and he must have surgery. I hugged him and told him I knew how he felt. All emotion, fear and anger colliding inside. I told him not to worry about the deck; that was minor.
I had to leave to meet my friend Tallulah for lunch and he was on the way to his doctor. He said he would stay in touch. All I can do is be this emptiness. After lunch I went to the library and grocery.
The men who do my yard are here. After I paid them I took a short walk. Came back into the house and saw I had sold one copy each of “Life With A Hole In It” and “Bigger Than The Sky.” Whoever bought them, thank you. I guarantee you will love them. Let me know if I am right. I just wish more people knew how good they are. I was tempted to get the rights back to “Bigger Than The Sky” and publish it myself. That may still happen.
Having written books that didn’t develop legs, as they say in the biz, I stand firmly on the fact that they are all heart. I encourage everyone to post reviews on amazon for any of my books you have read and enjoyed. That helps me a lot. Also donations to my blog are always appreciated.