Okay that’s not me, it’s Mike. Yes I got his permission before publishing the lipsticked baby’s got back Hobo Mike of 1971. I can’t explain this. I really don’t know what to say beyond – yes, yes I am still very glad I married the man. He’s very nice to let me post this for Throwback Thursday.
In the last few weeks I’ve gotten up at 3am to write. Why because suddenly my muse was talking to me. I saw a chapter, a post, a short-story – complete in total being read to me as if I’d downloaded it off Audible. I could see it all in front of me. My reader’s ear could hear it being spoken. Heck if it was a post I even saw what scans/photos I wanted in it and the format.
It’s not that I didn’t try to do this during the day. My life is now such that I can work during the day from 9-5 at home on my computer writing. I have a wonderfully supportive husband. My son is now old enough to take care of himself. I don’t have a job outside the home. I am free to write that novel, develop that website, and do those things. I am ever grateful to be blessed with such opportunity. It suits my health and I’m following my dreams.
Mary Louise Eklund 