Whether embarking on a journey by car, plane, trip, or—brain—for me, the destination is neither here nor there:

From Memoir #87 – Straddling the Line (100 Wild Mushrooms: Memoirs of the ‘60s; 2017).

Chatting over a landline with my sister the other day, we straddled the line of demarcation between the past and present, concluding that our family road trips during the Sixties instilled in both of us enough thrills and adventures to last a lifetime. More than the destinations themselves, it was everything a road trip entailed from the hustle and bustle of getting an early start, rustling up grub, and watching the world go by in transit along single broken lines, solid lines, or double lines on asphalt.

An Indie author who has embarked on an arduous journey along the route of self-publishing, I’m still miles shy from my destination of becoming a best-seller. Or, for that matter, becoming a local celebrity in the state of Rhode Island.

That’s neither here nor there.

In the driver’s seat, I refuse to put the pedal to the metal for paid ads. I’m foregoing a newsletter. I’m not actively seeking author interviews, or setting up an author event. I will not pound the pavement on more social media sites.

Content to watch the world go by outside the double-hung window in my office, my brain is hot-wired for the solo journey of writing. More than the destinations themselves, it’s the sheer gratification derived from plotting twists and turns in a local setting.

That mentioned, my Contemporary, 'An Enlightening Quiche' (2016) was ranked:

1st out of 90 books set in Rhode Island (Goodreads Listopia)

https://www.goodreads.com/list/book/3...

*Wherever you are along your journey, remember not to overlook the forest for the trees.