"I was exhilarated! Words were flowing to paper: synchronus images, masterful metaphors, truths that seemed too deep for me to fathom. Soon a neat pile of 8 1/2 x 11 sheets lay on my maple desk begging for more. Over the next several months, I would be bent over my computer keyboard tapping out messages to myself. All part of the process of learning who I am, why I am here, and how George Eliot, a nineteenth century novelist, played into my karmic story." ~ Freda M. Chaney, from Chapter 16, KARMA ROAD: Getting Off the Round About