Whenever I hear news of someone's untimely death, like in a plane crash, I wonder why we go on in life as if we will go on forever.
It has been more than a week since I looked at my writings or considered them for edits. There is a lot of research I need to do to take the novels to the next level. Instead, I spent a great deal of time in forcing another story to come out, which it did not really.
Meanwhile I am playing around a lot with this device, loading apps and checking their functionality, then hunting the Net for more.
I did read a bit, a couple of stories from Guy de Maupassant and felt I must learn to write like him. Clear prose, simple yet profound, touching the depths of feelings without any grandiose writing.
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