One of the saddest things in the world is a good, never published novel.
Even sadder -- not writing the novel for fear of that sadness.
I'm not speaking from personal experience here. Luckily. Although someday, I may spend the time to write a novel, which may or may not sit in a drawer, or on my computer.
But this morning I was thinking about a friend who wrote a novel -- a good novel -- 15 years ago. It still unpublished and almost certainly will never be published.




