MONDAY MORNING DISPATCH (4/28/25)
1) A while back, my son asked me to write a story about him. I said, “Sure!” Then time went by.
I worked on something. Scrapped it. Worked on something else. Scrapped that.
I finally worked on what I thought it would be. Got almost finished, and realized it was not the story he would want, or what I originally envisioned. Also, he had matured quite a bit during that time, and he was reading things at an older level. My originally story was aimed at an elementary school-age kid, and he was reading YA books.
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