Last night I had dinner with a friend, someone I've known since we were together at high school. She's just written an amazing book and we were talking about things like the whole publicity "biz" and which reviews she needed. Some people I know (including family) have written books, with more or less success. Even worse, some are just... bad. And if you know someone, there's sort of an expected obligation to like their writing, which can lead to a sticky situation. Luckily, that's not the case here!
I mentioned (as I've mentioned here, earlier) that I've occasionally thought about writing a book (and I really do have the perfect title)... she encouraged me. Here's the problem: not only am I lazy, I don't know that I have a book's worth of stuff to say (or want to say, or should say in public).
Still, it's worth mulling over... I do have some free time coming up. But then, Mt. Bookpile beckons. To read or to write, that may become the question!