After re-reading the eloquent Take Joy by Jane Yolen, and being reminded by a dear friend that it’s all been definitively said, ages ago, by the poet Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet, I ask myself: “Hey, Self, does the world need yet another writer ruminating on being one?”
And Self answers: “Does the world need another story? Does the world need another book?”
I found me answering, simply, NO. PROBABLY NOT. DON’T KNOW.
What the world needs is above my pay-grade. It’s challenging enough to understand what I need, and what those dear to me need.
And so once again, I resolve to continue and tell my stories. I wish all of you the same. Tell yours, while Ol’ Man River will just keep rolling along.
If happiness is spending your life your own way, I wish you much happiness.