My writing prompt for the day is to write a diary entry dated ten years in the future. One of the topics at the business class was to project where I wanted my writing business to be in a year, five years, and ten years from now. Frankly, all I can really think about with ten years is that I will be 60. Not a number I like! But here it goes.
Ten years ago, I went to my first Master Business Class. I was so nervous and felt like a fraud sitting amongst all those professional writers with their fancy web-sites and huge inventory. I felt like a fish out of water. I left the class determined to change my business. Of course, I worried whether or not I could change the amount of hours I needed to make the change. My health had deteriorated. I didn’t know if I could change my day that much.
Through the years, I have had setbacks and
successes. I now sit in the class with my head held high. I have the fancy web-site. On my site, I have an inventory of twenty novels. I also have
fifty short stories. Soon, I will have my first memoir listed for sale. But best of all, I am still writing.
successes. I now sit in the class with my head held high. I have the fancy web-site. On my site, I have an inventory of twenty novels. I also have
fifty short stories. Soon, I will have my first memoir listed for sale. But best of all, I am still writing.
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