The Ping To My Pong

A writer, though he works by himself, never works alone. At least this writer doesn’t. 

When the children are in bed, I sit at the table and write or edit, depending on where I am in the book, screenplay, or play. Sometimes I write late into the night when everyone is asleep. 

Though the plots, ideas, and characters are created within my head, I cannot claim that I am the only one who worked on these stories. For everything I write, another reads, and that other person is my wife. 

My Beautiful Wife

She is the pong to every idea I ping off her. She reviews and gives me feedback for everything I write. Without her, I would not have persevered for as long as I have. She is and has been the encouragement that every writer needs. 

God has blessed me with a woman who believes in me more than I believe in me. 

If you have someone like that in your life, appreciate him or her; he or she sacrifices just as much as you do, especially when I go out to write. 

And when possible, write about them, for when you do, your readers will fall in love with that character just as much as you did.

So, this post is for you, Liz. 

Happy Birthday.