Improbable

Roses in full bud during November are improbable, yet this is a picture of roses in our yard last month. To write a book is the dream of many people, yet they feel it’s improbable. Impossible even.

At just shy of sixty, I know that improbable dream is not so improbable after all. I’ve written fifteen books, with a sixteenth about to be released. Despite the fact that I didn’t begin writing in earnest until my early forties. Through my local writers group and participation in various author events, I’ve met a multitude of writers who never thought they’d write a single page, let alone a book. Yet, they did. Some have written many books. One of the authors I met was only ten. Another released his first book in his eighties.

Don’t let the thought of improbability stop you. Write. You’ll be so glad you did. Your dream may be an improbable dream, but just look at those November roses. 😉