• Feelings

    Feelings

    I don’t usually like talking about my feelings. I really don’t. I can do it in clinical terms, but really talking about how I’m feeling is, and has always been a hard thing for me. But today, I need to. I have been through a lot in my life, and talking recently about things that have gone on in the past, well it’s brought back a lot of feelings that I need to talk about. When I was younger, hell, even to this day, but what I’m talking about is the past, I have been bullied. I have been told to just give up, give in and just ignore them…

  • Honesty

    One thing I’ve learned by way of my mother, that she learned from her grandfather (so my great grandfather) is that honesty is the best way to go. If you don’t lie, you don’t have to remember your story. Sure, one might forget that you talked to someone about something, but, you don’t have to create a web of lies to make up for what was said. I write fiction. I don’t really have time to create huge stories about my life and what goes on it it. I will be completely honest with you. I also don’t let a lie become something that I don’t discuss. I’ll tell you,…

  • Book and Pen – on writing again

    I have been trying to write daily. Most of the time, I’m successful. I have to keep my ideas about word count out of it, because I have a toddler who takes the top slot in importance. But I’m started on what, really, is the second book of a second trilogy. Each one can stand alone, but each book does build on the one before it. I also found an old (as in unused, bought a while ago) moleskine notebook, so I have been literally putting the pen to the book and writing there. Also have been using my Livescribe 3 pen and associated books as well. Anyone who tells…

  • Grand Designs, or Book Two

    Way back when I started writing the first book in any serious way, I decided that I wanted to split the whole epic thing into two trilogies. Right now, I’m concentrating on what would be counted as the second trilogy, and the second book of that. There is a lot of shit that has gone on in my life. A LOT. I’m not going to deal with it in this post, because that’s not what I’m writing about today. I’m writing about books. I have been working my butt off, and getting stuck on the strangest things (a title on a WIP as a block? Who’d have thunk it). But…

  • A Return To Writing

    Over five years. That’s how long it has been since I actually felt the sustainable urge to write. How long I’ve felt no connection to my characters, who had, for the longest time, been like the proverbial angel and devil on my shoulders. Today I’ve got on Queen, I’ve got a word processor open, and I am feeling the old and familiar need to write what used to come as second nature to me. I really don’t know what happened to flip that switch. Yes, that’s what it feels like. Not like a damn that has broken, but like someone flipped a light switch on. It’s like they’ve always been…