The idea that one can become a writer with little or no knowledge of how to write is a painful experience for the reader as well as the author.
My two attempts will never have a more critical reviewer than me. (How did I let this happen??)
Bottom line, “ya gotta” tell a better story. And understand how something that seems so easy can be so very hard. After re-reading my “work” and after actually publishing it, I feel embarrassed and foolish. Who was the jack ass that wrote this crap?? It couldn’t be me, but it was.
I feel sorry for anyone that read either version of my book and especially sorry for those that paid for the “privilege.”

On the other hand, I must say that the experience was a good one, hell it kept me off the street for months. And, God only knows why but I do have an idea for another more realistic novel that seems to fit much better into my “wheelhouse.”, it’s closer to home and more up to date.
Who knows, it takes three strikes and I have one left.
Stay tuned….. I’ll let you know on Facebook or whatever the latest social site is in vogue at the time.
Thanks, hang in, time cures all things.

George S. Ruch