When spring arrived, General George Washington marveled at the morale of the troops, strong men who were now energized by a Prussian and a Frenchman to become more than a mob of fighters. They were molded into an army that knew it could face up to the British on any field, any time. They were now soldiers. It was the struggle and the endurance that gave them confidence. They knew they would defeat their foes.
That same kind of thinking applies to me, too. Dealing with heart disease, setbacks and monumental struggles has tested my endurance. But I have survived, and now as the new year begins, I look forward to the challenges of finding an agent and having my novels traditionally published. I've worked hard, writing short stories and beginning other projects, learning from experienced authors, so that now I am more than just another writer. I am an author, and hopefully many people will soon find that out - and love my work.
Happy New Year.