Patricia's new book, The Methuselah Conspiracy, is available on-line.
The woman flashed her lantern around the farmyard searching the pools of icy covered water. She saw something quiver in one of the muddy pools. There it was again! The sight of human features...a nose and mouth reflected in her light. She gasped and stared at the semblance of a face barely above water. Cautiously, she walked toward the unnatural muddy pool with its waters quivering and set her lantern down. Slowly, she reached her hand down to touch the trembling mass, and felt the icy cold face. Instinctively, she withdrew from the cold touch of death.
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Let me take this opportunity to share with you how I came to be a published author.
Success, victory or accomplishment, whatever you call it, is bound only by the limitations you put upon yourself. We all experience many types of success in our daily lives that we should appreciate and always compliment ourselves on these achievements. I compare all my accomplishments, from the tiniest task to a monumental decision, to an analogy of waves washing on a sandy beach in an endless rhythm of aspirations. Ultimately, the repetitious wave action erases away all the obstacles buried within the sands. At some point in time the beach is pristine beautiful. This is what I call SUCCESS.