I was sitting outside, getting the grill ready, a Trager. Love that thing.

Smelling the smoke and, thinking of, what it would be like, one day, if I were home, all the time, and, writing for a living.

Right now, my pauses are often video games, but there is always, in the back of my mind, the truck, waiting on me. Always waiting for me to go back, out, on the open road.

It takes a toll, and, I find myself retreating into the world of video games more than I should.

This is to be a short entry.

I have spent this week working on “The Chronicles of dog,” for my Vella. Spent the week, posting episodes, and then, editing them, then, editing them again.

Originally I had some misgivings about the first 9K words. They were mostly poems, and, though they seemed to fit well together, without much need for reworking them, something gnawed at me.

Sigh.

They needed a lot of work.

Are they ready now?

I feel as though it is close, but, not there, still, I am more than willing to put the words out there and let someone comment on them and, I will read what is said, then reread, and read, again, my own words, and change them accordingly.

I find the process, so far, to be very pleasing.

I have already learned a lot about writing in the 90K words that followed these first 9, and, in doing all this editing, I see that I would learn a lot more, simply by the doing of it,

AND,

the putting them out there, and, this I see as one huge benefit of the Amazon Vella program, to date, that it Is, very much, a thing of production. A difference between dating and marriage. The Vella story is “for sale”, this is not amateur, anymore. There is obligation here, on my part. The need to do this well is very real, and, I feel it.

As always,

Blessings, and,

enjoy

-Timberbee