For the last couple of days I have been busily gathering what I like to consider to be the best of my unpublished poems, fiction stories, and flash fiction efforts. After polishing each one, I convert the MS Word document into an Adobe .pdf file and then print it out.
After I am finished with this selection of manuscripts I intend to add some factual autobiographical introductions (tales from the earlier years, 1940s onward) to introduce each one of them, then combine all into a single volume and self-publish it as an ebook. If all goes well, I might also attempt a print edition. But I have not solidified the plan yet. Perhaps Amazon.com has a method I can use.
Time will tell.
Well, what the heck... it's better than no book at all, isn't it? My great great grand-kids on down the line might get a kick out reading it.
Yesterday evening while walking Eva, Mike and I saw the moon rising above the mountains at a little after six o'clock, just a few minutes before sunset. I managed to get a shot of it.
Moon Rising Over The Mountains
Tucson, Arizona - February 17, 2011
Then a few minutes later . . .
Yes, I realize that today's entry is a short one, but I have many pressing jobs of work to do.