It’s been a while since I’ve had the opportunity to write anything that wasn’t work related in some way. This happens, work takes over and I set aside all the enjoyable things I do so I can make ends meet. I forgo the few hours of daily writing for a few long hours of work and then the days pass into weeks, then on to months. Suddenly, my stories are just whispers of legend, long forgotten in my mind, but bits and pieces surface as a reminder that those words long to be on paper and the legends cry to be reborn.
Today, I set aside time, juggled my schedule and sat before the keyboard. Words flow into sentences, sentences form paragraphs, and paragraphs fill a page, then two and three. I miss this time where I live in the life of characters spawned for imagination, my imagination.
For the first time in a long while, I am not handing myself the above card. It feels good.
Photo by Unknown, Stolen from Internet.
After 609 days of the longest and most costly vacation, called unemployment, I have ever had, I have finally secured a job within my field. I start working again on Monday, February 27, 2012. To say that I am happy is a colossal understatement. I am so excited I’m surprised I haven’t fallen over in absolute shock. There were days when I was ready to just walk out into the ether and disappear in the darkness but I held in there and kept chipping away at the job boards, sending out countless resumes and applying for thousands of jobs.
During my unemployment, I rediscovered my writings and set forth on a new journey, writing and working to complete a novel. While I have written most of my life, I have never completed a novel, short stories and other writing endeavors yes, but never a novel. I have met some incredible people along the way too, people that share my enthusiasm and help support my goals of completing my work in progress. I am thankful to have them in my live and the generosity they have so freely given to help me reach my goals.
Its been a long road to get here but I can see the rest stop up ahead and a new town to settle down in. No, every care in the world hasn’t disappeared, but I do feel at ease now. Tomorrow will be a better day and each day that follows will bring me closer to my goals.
So, I will unfortunately have less time to write now, but I will not stop. I will not give up on this dream…
Photo by Wolf Scott, Into Infinity, Death Valley, CA
This week, I have my daughter only a few days, so to keep up with my writing and my other endeavors, and actually spend time with her, I have to burn the midnight oil after she goes to sleep. It seems a daunting task at times, but we do what we must.
I write for three blogs, my novel CARMA, and other short stories. Also, I am working on the plot for another novel with another writer on a collaboration that has yet to be determined. So to say I am busy seems an understatement…Actually, I am only sometimes busy. I find that I spend a great deal of time staring at the screen instead of writing. It is the curse of death for a writer but we all run into it every now and again.
It is with this blog I will be writing to fill in the gaps when I’m staring, to keep my mind flowing when I am spiraling out of focus. I’m sure there will be lots of nonsense, on the rare occasion something meaningful, but mostly my ramblings about whatever pops up in my wandering thoughts.
Photo by Wolf Scott, Scotty’s Castle, Death Valley, California