I'm in love --with written words.

I've made a living. As a writer. Of stories. For newspapers. Seems that I've always been in love. With the written word. As a youngster. I marveled. At being able to put words on paper. And actually see. Something meaningful. That I created. A stream of words. And then to get it published. That was a bonus. Very satisfying.  Writing still is my favorite pastime. Though I don't get paid any more. I'm unemployed. Retired. Now I merely write for my own pleasure. Without an editor looking over my shoulder. Real freedom. If others don't like what I write. That's fine. Because I'm in love. With my own words. My own thoughts. My own ways. --Jim Broede