The President of the company said my book would be impactful. It would be the new JONATHAN LIVINGSTON SEAGULL. For those who are old enough to remember, that little book changed publishing. I won’t go into why but my project being compared to Bach’s book was as if I was Popeye's Olive Oyl being compared to Marilyn Monroe.
It was an out of the blue, heady experience which I let fly the way of unfulfilled dreams.
I have often thought of how my life would have been different if I had pulled myself together, and delivered the goods the publisher wanted. Those thoughts used to haunt me until I realized that sacrificing what I have today, is far too great a price to pay, for the unknown of yesterday. But still, as the road ahead shortens I wonder – what if.
So what is my point?
When handed a wondrous path, contemplate with great care the crossroad you are offered. Your choice is paved with that which you alone provide, ‘ass’phalt.