Never has writing been as hard as it has been lately. It’s after midnight right now and I’ve just finished chatting with several people on Facebook and it somehow motivated me to put pen to paper. Or, rather, fingers to keyboard.
I’m throwing around ideas for this second book. I had initially thought about writing it along the lines of Alex Hailey’s approach to his masterpiece, Roots. I’ve been thinking about writing it as a series of letters to my nephew, my brother’s son, telling him his heritage, incorporating my brother’s fascinating life. I’ve even got a working title already.
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