Having been a media celebrity for my titillating entrepreneurial creativity as Executive Director and Founder of the U.S. “Male” Service and Special Delivery Messenger Service (1966 – 1974), I have no need to do that one; media celebrity, over again, either. (Hot Pants, Motorcycles and K Street” is based on this enticing story.)
Having never had a moment’s concern over breaking through glass ceilings, as I never had any to break (except for the ones I’ve created for myself and within myself), I have no need to take up this frequently lamented feminist challenge either, though I have assisted many, in my years as a psychotherapist, for which it has existed.
No takers? If not, I am intent on having fun and a wonderful adventure writing this new book of mine, “Hot Pants, Motorcycles and K Street,” far more than I ever did before.
Just because – I know how; blogging has shown me a way I truly love!
Self-publishers I applaud your perseverance but my heart is just not there. Instead, I want to watch the hummingbirds, the trees, the sky and the clouds as one of my best uses of time these days.
Will my stubbornness, do me in?