I’m out with my oldest while I’m writing this after having finished my fresh work for the day.
I’ve had trouble getting into this new project and after discussing it with my wife I figured out why. I’m letting my thoughts get in the way of my writing.
One of my favorite quotes from a movie involving writing is from Sean Connery in Finding Forrester, “Write, don’t think. Thinking comes later.” I come back to that quote when I have these issues with a story and maybe I need to go back and watch that movie again.
I enjoyed the words I put on the page this morning and while the weather can’t decide what it’s doing in Utah, I can. As I said on Monday, I’m moving forward.
This is the second straight week where I’m posted. I’m making this a regular thing. I have over 400 subscribers to this blog, which blows my mind. It’s time I’m faithful to those who’ve believed in me.
Have a good rest of the day and I’ll see you again on Friday.
Today started with my watch getting me up at 5:30 to get my meditation, which led to me getting my workout before I took my youngest and their friend to school. It actually started last night during my afternoon meditation.
I had a story idea and the images of it came quickly. I’ve thought about nothing else since. The visuals of the images. How my mind made connections and the thoughts of the freaky shit kept me from sleeping decent.
It’s been a while since I was able to see a story as clearly as this one. I will be taking my time with it. I have a lot of stories to submit on Submission Grinder and I’ll be doing that. The collection I planned to release this year will be cannibalized into story submissions. It’s the best use of those stories.
On another note, I haven’t had much work in the way of bartending lately. This sucks but I’ll be writing my ass off. Have a pleasant Wednesday.
I’ve debated over the last few weeks about my novel, Disunion By Force. I enjoyed writing it, editing it, and working on the cover, but I think it’s ran its course.
I hoped it would do well but I hasn’t. I’ll be pulling it from publication soon. I have copies of it so I can sell those. When they’re gone it will exist only for me and those who’ve read it.
I could have done things differently with the book. I should have left the original ending, shouldn’t have changed other things, but it’s done. I’m a better writer for growing through it.
Here’s where the change begins. I’ll be focusing solely on horror in writing and submitting. I learned that unless the people you talk to regularly read what you’re writing it will fail. Most of the people I talk to regularly are in the horror genre.
As Disunion goes away I’ll be pulling my collection from Amazon as well. That’s for other reasons and it’s something I meant to do a while ago.
I’m having trouble writing but I’m working my way through those issues.
I’ve always believed there are moments in our lives where we can go one direction and it leads to something easy, or another direction and it will be harder but worth it.
I’ve often taken the easier road. It’s hard to digest that I’ve done that, but looking back at my life, I’ve usually taken the easier road.
I don’t know why I’ve done this. I think it has to do with my childhood, but that could be me placing blame where I should accept my failings.
I know the road ahead is fraught with terrible worries. I know where I’m headed will be difficult and I’ll be mostly on my own, again.
Being on my own and doing things for myself has always been my out. It’s always led me to a better place. I know my writing is good. I’ve compared it to many stories I’ve read lately, and I know it’s good. I don’t know why it’s not doing well.
I’ve reached a point, the fork in the road. I can continue writing or stop altogether. I’ve considered the latter quite often lately.
I know what I have to do to get over it. I know where I have to go. I understand all that this journey will entail. It won’t be easy, but I no longer have a choice.