Future Plans

In two days time, I am posting the final and sixth part of The Doll. A poetic short story I wrote six years ago. In my poetic morgue, I have several other sentimental stories likes this, if you want to read them, please leave a message, saying so.

Right now, I am battling a prolonged bout of depression that started last November and hasn't left me. Normally, by mid-March, my fall/winter bout of depression is over. During my depressive bouts, I struggle to write anything. I haven't forgotten about A Work, In Progress, which I will continue to work on until I have finished the second chapter.

In doing so, I can leave this depressive bout behind me and move forward with my life and writing. Otherwise, there will be a huge void, next to my name for the foreseeable future. Who knows, maybe it will lessen the length of my summer bout of depression that starts around Canada Day (July 1st) and ends Labour Day (first Monday, in September).

With your permission, my next poetic short story is The Patchwork Doll. A sentimental story about self-acceptance and by others. It's too long for a single posting, at 12 pages. Thus, I will post it, in 4 separate parts, for your reading enjoyment.