Writing is not for those of you that are too easily offended. I remember overhearing an in-law talking on the phone about my first book “Reckless Ambition”. “He thought he would write a book and everybody would buy it. I hear it was a flop.” She doesn’t know that I heard the conversation. It was that day that I decided I would write for myself. If no one else read my books, it would still serve as a diary of me at a time and place in my life. Do you remember what you thought about ten years ago? Do you remember what was important to you in 1985? Write for yourself or to let your children know there is more to you than the parental role you’ve taken on. But don’t expect them to read your books … at least not right away.