I write novels. Slowly and carefully. Occasionally I sell them. I also write short stories. Again, slowly and carefully. Occasionally I sell them, too. This may sound like complaining, but it isn’t. Selling more would be nice, but it’s the writing that really matters. It’s what I care about. It’s what I do. It’s who I am. There are always voices in my head.
There are other things I do in my spare time: gardening, crochet, tai chi (or taiji—you choose your preferred spelling), and Hebrew chanting. I’ll post some pictures of them, just so you can see I’m a real person.
I have a good life: a happy marriage, two loudmouth cats, and a lot of memories. I’ll show you some pictures of them, too.
But still—it’s all about the writing.