MNT 2 BE

As I am readying to climb back into Ireland, circa 1880s to 1940s, I wonder a little bit what that long break was all about. I am not any less passionate about the telling of this story, nor about the eventual release of it as a book. So I find it incredibly interesting that I could let it "sit on a back burner" for so many months. Maybe it needed to simmer. Maybe some development in me as a person and therefore in me as a writer needed to happen to tell this next part, for this part is going to be difficult. Not in the same way the other hard bits to tell have been, but in a new complicated difficult way, involving a character I have known from the beginning, never liked, and have created a relationship with that will be altered by the bit of the story I am now in the process of creating. But change is good. And seeing what was once good in others, no matter how awful we had deemed them to have become, is all a part of learning how to recognize that everyone has their story and most every cruel human has their reasons, valid or not.

Whatever reason there was for my hiatus, the license plate my daughter pointed out to me today, MNT 2 BE, reminds me that I am doing everything right. Life is all meant to be, and anything I've done or haven't done at this point, is exactly right. And the only part I can do anything about is the present.

This book is good. Really good. And I am thankful it is being told to me to tell to you. So, without further ado, on with the show.

cheers