That's the journey of a writer, long and winding. Ups and downs, rejections, joys, acceptance, laughter, tears, community, and yet a sense of loneliness. The road is bumpy, often full of potholes, and yet it's one we gladly follow, for we are writers and writing is a part of our soul. Join me on my journey.
Monday, March 05, 2007
Irish Festival part 2
Here are the bagpipers.
I'm tired, beyond pooped. My voice is shot. It was cold, but it was more the wind that did me in. I'm probably going to spend most of Monday recuperating, but it was worth it.