Regret is a tough thing. When I think about parts of my life I might want to relive, I think of too many. I wish a dated more in high school and college. I wish I was more social. I wish I didn’t drink in college. I wish I got better grades and did activities that helped my job prospects. I wish I stayed at my first job longer, and chose science over law. The list goes on. I’m a struggling independent author. I have this idea that if I started my writing more seri0usly when I was young, I might be in a better place, maybe published by a commercial publisher, maybe have some movie deals, maybe I would be famous. I have a sense that I’ve been cheated out of fulfilling my potential. Then again, I have a great wife and kids. My life is stable and I’ve come a long way with my self image. If I redid anything, the good things I have now might not exist. One never knows. And what I write now is product of where I have been, good or bad. So, I may come up with a useful thought or insight that depends on who I am now with a past exactly as it is. I guess I have no room for regrets.
About Me
Indie author and self taught artist, creating for over fifty years, also a former corporate lawyer and systems manager … and other assorted vocations. Writing is my passion. I just released my first science fiction novel, Escape From Desolation, eBook and paperback. More information at my author page: http://escapefromdesolation.com


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