Yes, I am aware that this was actually several days ago, but I realised I had forgotten to post the wordcountability photo from this day. Here you go, 974, in the evening, on a Sunday, after the clocks changed. I think this is good. Since that day, I have crafted Read more…
This morning this story flowered, blossoming into life. So far, in the bits I’ve drafted that I suspect will stay in the redraft, there are three lines of dialogue. Each one the same. Other than this, the whole of the first scene/POV is memory and description, thoughts of a place Read more…
Recently I have been giving a lot of thought to fear. There are things in this life I am afraid of that, on the surface, make no sense. Fear is like this, it weaves and binds — insidious tendrils invade our minds and make us irrational.
Life has a way of jolting us, making us face our fears. Any big life event can create introspection, self-examination, planning, and reorganisation. In my own life, the last time such a change occurred I switched direction completely — getting divorced and eventually leaving behind the city I had called home for nearly ten years, living out in the wilds for an extended period, and returning to Scotland after far too long away.
It appears that 2015 will also be such a time of change. (more…)
It appears that, despite my best efforts, I cannot get into a good blogging habit at all.
As I stated in my last piece, it’s not as if I haven’t been writing them — just not finishing and, sometimes, simply not posting.
I have recently been thinking a lot about the future and my place within it, where I should go, what projects I should prioritise, etcetera. This led to a long musing about fear and, in particular, fear of success. For me this is a far greater worry than fear of failure. Said piece has yet to be edited down to a reasonable length.
In turn, this sparked an epic on my flaws and faults and how they impact upon me. Again, not edited, not posted. (more…)