Practicing Swimming in Place

I don’t begrudge Miranda for having her extended vacation in Hawaii. After all, she lost both of her parents in a plane crash. And even if she did inherit twenty million dollars, and the people who actually take care of her are still with her because she has always been raised by her nanny and the household staff, she is still dealing with a terrible loss that most teenagers don’t have to deal with. Also, there’s the fact that her life is entirely fictional. I need a vacation from my life too. I have dealt with the harm done me by Donald Trump, Covid, Bankruptcy, and ill health for eight years already. Now I have been given the gift of four more Trump years. What the heck? I voted against the Pumpkinhead. Why didn’t that work?

My writing time has become unsustainable. I am barely getting anything new done day by day.

But I have gone back and reread some of my own best writing. And as much as any good author always feels like his work, even his best work, is little more than a pile of crap, I have discovered that some of my crap-tastic creations are really pretty good.

Have you read this one, for instance?

So, when Miranda gets back from Hawaii, we’ll see what happens next. I want to finish some of what I already started. I also want to tell Miranda’s story and bring her to life as well. That’s only fair after I killed off her parents in my imagination. Such a devastating crash!