here i am texting my son for needed help and he is buried in grad school work and i begin to feel disheartened and pedestrian and old. how's a regular gal suppose to overcome well just that? am i more? this is ridiculous! should i try? i want to, i really do. i have written three novel length stories, more, all fanfiction, but decent. i had quite a few readers. many wonderful letters written about my writing. but tonight i fail the most simple of tasks and words fail me as well. should i try? yes, i will, always do. dang frustrating stuff this writing, this html, this ridiculously easy blogging which stumps me every single time. writing is so much more difficult than this. hence my dilemma.
this is merely a test.