I'm working on a revision of what I think is the best short story I ever wrote.
It's called "The Tuner" and is about a recently widowed, retired lawyer named George, who is trying to deal with his loneliness when a deaf piano tuner changes his heart and life.
When I'm finished with it, I'll share it with you.
Lots better to work on a short story than to deal with the high drama of a president who belittles, undermines and insults the security workers who keep us safe.
For a man who has bankrupted several businesses and neglected to pay workers and hired illegal aliens for his golf course while railing about illegal aliens to criticize and demean the heads of the FBI, CIA and other security groups because they told the truth to Congress about Iran, ISIS, North Korea and other security concerns that contradicted the presidents statements is beyond unforgivable.
And those guys before congress were not what the president calls 'the deep state'. They are all people he has appointed who are truly trying to keep our country safe.
Much less stressful to revise a short story.
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- some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
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