I hope a lot. I hope for things to go well, for my health to hold out, for my friends and family to be happy and safe, and without feeling too bad about it, I hope my stories will be well received. As I get closer to finishing the first draft of my book, all that hoping seems to be paying off. I’m alive and reasonably well, my people are doing alright, and so far, the feedback I’ve gotten about my story is good. There is room for improvement, but I’m happy with where things are for the moment. Of course, I’m not editing yet either…
