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Music Is the Soul Food

    Hey, everyone. I'm typing this weekend. Trying to get the sequel to KGB Retirement Program typed. The title is Karina's Journal and it wraps up Ben and Karina's saga. Typing is a slow process for me and it is actually less tough to make myself do than the writing. What I mean is, to write a book it takes a massive effort of discipline because it is work. When you do get started and things are flowing you actually enjoy it. These two characters are my favorites.
    But I was talking about the typing. I have a massive respect for those who type for a living. A secretary should be one of the better-paid persons around. Right now I have several novels backed up in a stack for typing. Enough of that.
    I was playing some songs on my keyboard this morning from the sixties. You may remember Brown-Eyed Girl, Sherry, Sloop John B., Traces and the like. No one was home but me so I sang a little bit along with them. Loads of fun and definitely more fun than typing.
   Isn't it funny how music strikes an inner chord? No pun intended. No matter how beautiful a modern song can be, the songs we grew up with tend to resonate down in our soul a little bit more. They are a part of our life and bring to mind people, places and things(sounds like a noun). Music is soul food for sure.
    Hey, I hope you have a great weekend. From the green place, the typing place. CE Wills

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