A new bookshelf

Prosaic, but what the hell.

Two days ago, I went to American Furniture Warehouse and bought a three-shelf bookcase for my Civil War books.

The new year shall bring even more focus to this project, as I continue to red-pen my books and start getting a feel for the structure, the tone, of my particular brand of anti-war novel.

It will be a joyous celebration of living, in my vision of it, the prose full of warmth and muscle, even when I’m describing the most horrendous of war scenes.

I want every paragraph and sentence to scintillate!

We think grand, because big visions bring about better projects, true in any walk of life.

A writer should subscribe to Marianne Williamson’s wondrous words:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

Marianne was having a very good day indeed when these words came to her!

Robert Devereaux

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