Revising Training Wheel Mother

I want to try to communicate to you that I am humbly celebrating a development in myself of a modicum of confidence that I can write a novel. I still believe that in the case of my novel Lostine’s coming into existence, I was nothing but an ignorant channel. But now, as I again revise the novel Training Wheel Mother, I am realizing three main things: 1. Previously, I have done some beautiful work on TWM, which, 2. causes an unexpectedly complete world to open up to me now as I re-read TWM, allowing opportunities for me to continue to sharpen the clarity of the story. 3. Almost fantastically, as I re-read TWM now, I begin to think to myself, “There is some beauty here in this writing, this story, this...I will say that I think the correct word is pathos.” The story has disappointment, doubt, loss, but the actions of virtually all of the principal characters speak directly to a kind of love where someone else comes first – as if it is obvious.