Is this your last ‘second chance?’
When I was 20, I wanted to be a writer. I did some writing, but not consistently. Not as well as I could. Not with conviction, or a plan to publish.
You see, I was young and so lacked the kind of life experience that enriches the prose of the best writers.
That was my excuse: I don’t have enough life experience to write a book.
Now, I’m 60.
Forty years passed like a hyphen on a tombstone.
With four decades of life experience, am I ready to be a writer?
Well, I’m writing this.
Instead of setting a lofty goal to write an amazing book, I just write…daily if possible.
A few years back, I did publish several books. You can do it yourself. It’s easy and cheap. Publishing is a breeze. It’s filling the pages that’s difficult.
I now realize I’ve lived a life of second chances. So have you.
Each failure and setback gave birth to opportunity and a step forward. I’m grateful for that. But I don’t know when I’ll get my final ‘second chance’.
Maybe this is it. If so, what will I do with it?
At age 20, nothing seemed like the last of anything. At 60, it’s different.
I may live another 40 years. I don’t know.
I do know that I’m no longer waiting for ‘life experiences’ to happen. I’m making plans, taking action, starting, moving, stretching, learning, growing…and enjoying every minute of it.
If this is my last ‘second chance’ it will be my best…until my next one.