I love to write from way back when I was just learning the English language
in elementary school. The writing took the form of poems and essays about almost anything under the sun, but the urge to write a book never nudge me into doing it until this year when at last the horizon of my retirement from family and career responsibilities became clearer as the months progressed. Now that I have written and published my first book… what I’d call the rainbow touching that horizon, I could say with a tinge of anticipation that a pot of gold is lying under that rainbow.
The pot of gold is not anything related to monetary enhancement but to commentary entrancement by readers that the book was worth the time they spent reading it.