Here is my excuse for not posting. I think it is a pretty decent one.

I am working on my second book. (The first book still exists!)

However, this book is different. This book requires research. Interviewing people I would never have thought to reach out to before. Reading up on the topic. And articles. So many articles.

Currently I am perusing article 5,394 of 9,607. Another segment that I have not delved into has another 3,600 articles to sift through.

Sigh.

Which is when my mind goes back to boyhood. When I had to do math homework. I was tired. I have a genetic predilection towards math, but I do not personally enjoy it. Math was something that I had to do. I lamented to my mom, “Look how many problems I have left!”

To which, in her motherly wisdom, she said, “Yes, but look at how many problems you’ve already done.”

I like research. I like discovering stories. So I keep going, keep reading, and keep trying to make this book worth people’s time. 

When I get tired of clicking on yet another article, I hear a voice. ”Look how many articles you’ve already gone through.”

Okay, 5,395. What have you got for me?