I have been writing all my life and I’ve kept most of what I have written. Now the question of what to do with it all is very real. Whatever that writing lacks, it is a history of my life, and as an old proverb notes, “The palest ink is more accurate than the sharpest memory.” Published or not, it’s my body of work, the fruit of my efforts, the summing up of what I’ve learned and lived over all these decades.
Category Archives: What’s on my mind.
The Eraser in my Mind
Nature must provide some sort of tranquilizer that kicks in as we approach the end of life, allowing us to accept the unacceptable. Otherwise why am I not more alarmed that I can’t remember the titles of movies or the authors of books or the names of public figures that have been familiar to me for years? Usually they come back easily when I stop searching for them, but at other times I have to find the book or consult the Internet. I believe many people in my age group experience this.