I am watching Lord of the Rings this past week. Fellowship, then Two Towers. Today–Return of the King. I’m also marathoning Harry Potter. And you know what? They make me remember my first loves in the world of books: fantasy. I grew up on SF and Fantasy…and all my goals were focused on becoming an SF/Fan writer. And in writing urban fantasy, well…I’ve achieved that. Though now, I have a yen to write fantasy worlds…to write tales of adventure and mayhem and fantastical worlds. Maybe I do this already…but I want to take it further.
Anyway, just a thought for today. I turn 55 next month. A scary age, in some ways, in others–well–it’s just one more day on the belt. Regardless of my age, I am who I am, I am what I am, and I’ll just continue being…me.