Regarding My Third Novel

I cannot refrain from admitting how naive and optimistic I was when I last sat down to embark on a literary journey. However, I do refrain from apologizing for it. For that is a beauty of this life—growth. You cannot know anything in this world without experiencing it. You may believe in a great multitude of things—from the reading of books and the lectures of college professors, but you can only say so much as I believe that, or I have faith that that is true or factual. The most common misconception of hard work I have ever came across was that provided by my collegiate colleagues. That average student attends no more than 100 lectures, and reads no more than ten books in a ten-week span, and they nearly fall faint from exhaustion. And what have they obtained? Lifeless knowledge. And I say lifeless, meaning: not being able to socially use that knowledge to obtain any productive personal connection with the better part of human beings you will come across during a walk down Main Street.

Life is people. That I have learned, and that I know. I can honestly say the person I have known the least in this world, whoever that may be, had a more important impact on me than any material possession. I also dare to say that I have learned infinitely more knowledge of life by observing people, than any other action or enterprise. So this is where I ultimately seem to stand: Wisdom, Hard Work, People—the three most important elements of life, which I have come to know, by experience.