Time

Time. To the young it goes much to slow. Think of the wide eyed child waiting, anticipating the annual visit from a jolly old elf in a red suit – time cannot move quickly enough to please this tyke. To the elderly, it is precious and slips away all too fast. Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives… (wait a minute, I’ve heard that somewhere before). For many adults, there is never enough of this precious commodity. How many times have you heard “If I only had more time….” Perhaps you have said it yourself.

Ah, but the writer has the ability to capture time. To hold it, examine it, rewrite it and look at it from an entirely differently perspective and then to preserve it all to be relived every time someone reads their words. It is a precious gift to be treasured, a gift to be shared. Capture and preserve time in your stories, spread them around, share them with others. These are a snapshot of time captured in a story, your story, that will live on as long as there are readers.

Write on, my friends. Write on!