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What's Your Excuse?

I hear it all the time.
"I'm gonna write a book someday." Really? To that I say, "Shut your pie hole and do it."

And that's exactly what 93 year old Wendell Ware did. He seriously wrote a novel and published it at ninety-freaking-three! If that isn't inspiration, I don't know what is. Here's his life in a nutshell. . .

Wendell R. Ware was born in 1918 in West Virginia. He graduated from St. Petersburg College in Florida and the University of North Carolina, then went on to serve in the air force as a pilot, seeing lots of action in the Southwest Pacific during World War II from 1943-1946. He was the Commanding Officer of the 35th Fighter Control Squadron during the atom bomb missions that led to the end of the war. As if that weren't enough, he served an additional 27 months in the Korean War. After his military stint, he became President of Micro Publication Systems, with international offices in Los Angeles, Chicago, London and Paris.

All that to say, the man clearly was NOT a slacker.

So when he turned 93, he figured he'd "slow" down and write a novel. Here's the back cover copy from his book, Arise My Love and Come Away With Me

Wynn always dreamed of becoming a pilot, flying from the age of ten, and making his first solo flight as a teenager. While studying at the University of North Carolina he meets Doey Brooks, a beautiful young woman studying law at Duke University. Their shared passion for flying becomes an inspiring love story that begins as a college romance and grows in depth and meaning as World War II becomes an ever-looming menace. As their relationship blossoms, the war stalls their plans to marry.

Wynn and Doey's story harkens back to a kinder, gentler time when loyalty, good manners, and personal integrity were the rule rather than the exception.

Okay, so whether a WWII love story is your genre or not, are you going to let a senior citizen kick your butt at writing? Don't wait until you're in your nineties. If there's a book inside of you screaming to get out, open the door and let it fly.