I keep saying that what keeps me writing is the writing itself and that is wholly true. There is not a day that I am not compelled to sit down and write something that is not a manual on how to use on of the hospital's data bases.
But beyond that, I am a human being and recognition of my writing is always something that makes me smile. After all I feel when I hold my book in my hand, I like it better when I see it in someone else's hand.
I hear from a friend this morning that the book club of her church has chosen In Between Goodbyes as one of their books this summer. Warms the cockles of my heart, it does.