What generation am I? Does anybody know? X? Y? Z? The tick-tock of my writer’s clock is a little bit louder each day. The voices in my head are constantly whispering their stories to me in the hope that I will actually take the time to write them down and give them a louder voice. “Soon, soon,” I whisper back.A pparently, I am not the only writer that suffers from Whispering Voice Syndrome as I recently found this post on the PLA blog about how most authors are published around the age of 50. Is this encouraging or does this just enable my procrastination?Poor Melanie, poor Savannah, poor Jake, poor Brian…will their stories ever be told? I am the only one that hears them, right?