This weekend I led a writing workshop via Zoom. There were 17 people, and too much to say. I most likely overwhelmed them with all of my talking. There is so much I have learned, but everyone has their own path. 

I asked people to type in the chat about their project. There were all sorts of creative answers. I want to read all of their books! 

So there’s this. In spite of the fact that less people are reading, and instead tapping on their phones, in spite of the fact that you don’t make any money as an author, in spite of the depressing and divisive state of the world, people are still writing.

That’s hope.