Taking the day off. Well, kind of. I intend to be writing, just not blog posts.
I’ve spent a lot of time recently reading back where I come from in genre and style. For me that’s space opera.
It’s weird to say, but in the years of writing to market, or at least writing to publishing houses (you didn’t sell directly to people) it’s easy to forget why you start doing this thing, and what you want to do… what the lamp burning inside your soul is, and what feeds it, versus what just keeps it sort of burning.
I’m starting to have some clarity. I get the impression this is a road, though.
Meanwhile I write, building a rope of words back to sanity and health. Keep me in your prayers, your thoughts.
This writing things is not as safe as it looks. Not inside.