I n Jack Kerouac’s 1957 book “On the Road,” the author comments, “The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death.” And yet, there is a sweetness found by many in Charlotte that celebrates life: the pain and joy of writing and publishing your own book.
To the unenlightened, Charlotte may seem like the end of the road, due to our population’s median age, the seasonal retirees and angelic weather, a place where history still lives. With the ease of electronic publishing, print on demand, and more reasonable costs to hard-copy publishing as well, the people of this county write and publish. Most cite their incredible lives as material for personal and inspiring memoirs. Also, our retirees do anything but sit on the front porch. They have third and fourth careers, they volunteer or help make our local Elks chapter the second largest in the country. Like Kerouac’s manic pace, the seniors I know still lead interesting lives, and they write about this as well.
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