Well, of the things that could have started the year off, most of us didn't expect the spate of mortality among the arts. The loss of a number of iconic musicians and actors within a hideously short time frame has come as a shock to many. People are reeling and wondering who might be next. The mood of the new year is somber.
And this holiday today is a reminder of what happened to one who was working to make a profound difference.
Few of us know the number of our days. We should try to make the most of each one of them, enjoy, and live well.
Some have asked why I work so hard to produce books and stories so quickly. I fear being cut off before I can get these tales told, and I have so many to tell. So I'm pushing like a freight train, racing time to produce what I can while I'm here.
Books are a time machine, and I'm trying to speak to people that may not have even been born yet. If I can communicate to them in meaningful words, then my time here was well spent.
I approach the craft with a will to make it good, make it right. This quote captures it:
So live well. And do something meaningful. Make your time here count in some way.