I haven’t been updating the blog in the last year or so.
Work has been chaotic to say the least. It’s an excuse, not a reason. I’ve ranted about that and other things in real life almost constantly, there’s no need to rehash that here. It’s not relevant or important anymore.
I will try to pick things back up again here.
Things are getting better, slowly. Summer’s coming and there’s meat to grill or smoke, there’s fun to be had. Some of this stress is lifting and it’s time for me to dust things off and get writing again.
I’m going to be posting more, continuing The Expensive Universal Instrument, talking about other projects and maybe even posting some reviews here and there. I enjoy posting, I enjoy writing…this can only be something good.
My consecutive days of writing streak stands at 81. I’m at 32K in my current WIP.
I’m closing in on 100.
I couldn’t resist linking you guys to this post by Garth Powell (thanks to Chuck Wendig on twitter!). It’s short and sweet and definitely speaks to my current condition.
Short answer (for me): yes.
Should writers have kids?
Repeat after me: There is no such thing as writer’s block.
You with me there? Good.
Now, let’s talk about that (translation: I will now write about that, feel free to comment below)
After a maudlin evening, I’m dusting myself off and coming up swinging. It’s been a very full week and I’m psyching myself up for a massive session of writing tonight.
But first, a pause for cuteness (and inspiration for me):
Ain’t she cute? A budding artist for sure. I don’t even mind that it ain’t writing. There’s time. She’s not two yet.
So, this week:
I’m still alive and writing!
The workshop which started in January has been a surprising amount of effort (In a good way!) and between that and my own writing efforts, I haven’t been updating this blog as much as I’d like. I will miss it (and the folks in it) when it ends.
Thankfully I’m up at Stupid O’ Clock this morning and the munchkin is fast asleep and I’m in a procrastinating mood (I should be working on either my outline or my assignment). It’s a perfect time to write an update!
So what’s going on?
Woo! Tonight is the start of the writer’s workshop I signed up for.
I’m optimistic this will help me in many ways. My wife says that it’s impossible for it to be wasted since I’m already befitting from it in new ideas, renewed interest in writing and such.
I am lucky.
On the plus side, there’s a big slice of time between the end of my workday and when the class starts, so I’m charging up my eeePC and will spend that time working on my Capricornucopia script. The angst, stress and worries have finally kicked in. It’s only a matter of hours before my script becomes reality, judging by past experiences. Like I told my wife (who is always blown away by my procrastination skills), last year I wrote the damn thing the morning OF, and it was some of my best work! Here’s hoping for a repeat of those results!
Now to figure out where near Atwater street I can grab a coffee and type away quietly!