Life Marches On

Feeling ridiculously unsettled these days. Got a little too much happening in the home life and it feels like the writing is on hold with so much out on submission. 

It’s hard not to feel like a tiny fish in a big, big pond most days. 

But that spark of hope springs fresh every single day and for that, I’m grateful. Hope springs from possibility and I still have that. 🙂

flower autumn

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About Rinda Elliott

Writer.I love unusual stories and credit growing up in a family of curious life-lovers who moved all over the country. Books and movies full of fantasy, science fiction and romance kept us amused, especially in some of the stranger places. For years, I tried to separate my darker side with my humorous and romantic one. I published short fiction, but things really started happening when I gave in and mixed it up. When not lost in fiction, I love making wine, collecting music, gaming and spending time with my husband and two children. I’m represented by Miriam Kriss of the Irene Goodman Agency.
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One Response to Life Marches On

  1. Harry Markov says:

    I know what you mean. But as with any pond it will shrink during a draught. Hopefully.

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