Half the year is gone, dear ones.

With six months gone, with six months remaining there are still stories yet to tell. There are still things to imagine, there are still things to record and there is still work to be done.

Do not be tricked by the calendar, dear ones.

Get your work done.

For writers, time is not dictated by clocks–it is by pens.

With Love & Ink,

JBHarris