I wish I had a social media presence pointing at the bad people in the world and what to do without them. I'm afraid, that's why. A bad person may come after me and I'm too old to fight back. Imagine knocking off an old lady. Would anyone care? Would you?
How about the old people, of which there are many, does anyone care about them.? Where do they live? What if they require medical assistance and can't afford it? Lucky us in Canada where most of our medical requiirments are covered. We pay taxes to cover the cosr. For instance, I was in the hospital for seven days last Feburary and the costs were all covered. It must be awful in the States to have huge medical bills. How do you manage? I remember sailing to Seattle on the Coho and speaking with a family who were in dire straights who feared they'd have to mortgage their home to pay the bills.
Let's turn to a more cheerful subject. Out for my walk by the sea this morning I saw a heron fishing. They stand so still on their long thin legs waiting for a fish to swim by. A hard way to get a meal to fill such a large creature.
Lady Mary and The murder in the Canal Boat is coming long. It's not a long book. I'm aiming for 50,000 words. I have no real hoipe of finding a publisher unless trhe publisher has a soft spot for an old, old writer who refuses to lie down and die.
One a writer always a writer. It's an addiction. I'm always coming up with new ideas for stories but I haven't the energy to get down to writing them.
I hope you are all reading Richard Flanagan's books. He won the Man Booker Prize for "The Narrow Road to the Deep North." I've read all his published novels and am in awe. He gets into the hearts of the characters in his novels. The last one, "Death of a River Guide," took me to places on the Franklin River in Tasmania that had me almost afraid to turn the pages. Amazing description of the work of a River Guide.
And that is it for now. Comment about anything!