I completed another story in my series “The Rembrandt Parables”. Last night I read it before an audience to what I consider mixed reviews. It’s amazing how a tepid reaction can affect a month’s work. Instead of a feeling of satisfaction, I returned home with an insatiable desire to start my next story. I assume its a need to redeem my last story. The irony of the situation is that it wasn’t that people disliked the story. They just didn’t like it as much as I hoped they would.
I really need to stop over analyzing this.