Thank Goodness.
I need this weekend. The pressures of life are building to a crescendo. I need a day off or two.
My writing has slowed significantly....I need to re-assess myself. What I do want out of it, what have I got to say, and why would anyone want to read it. Those who chose and are still choosing to read my first novel aren't sure why it's out there. Though I have little feedback that isn't positive..I still think people wonder.
I created a book that is far from myself. So far I cant even remember writing most of it.
Yet, there are those who know me and the book and cannot put it back together, or should I say seperate the two.
If you have read it you may know what I mean. Reading parts of it takes me immediately to where I was in my life when I wrote it. It's comforting really. A memoir of sorts....a memoir with a ton of violence and sex added to make it interesting enough for people to read. Yet pure enough to clear out the stresses that my life had given me up to that point.
2 years after its publication, and the feelings are coming back. The holes arent healing, the pressure is building.....
If you are one the many who have asked for another novel..I tell you this.
Be patient. It will come. I dont know which one, or what it will look like or how commercial it will be...but it will come. And it will be filled with the passion, the creativity, and the mind opening experiences as the first.
I hope you are well. I hope you are comfortable where you are. I hope the decisions that you have made to make everyone around you happy are paying enough dividends.
am i writing this to you??? or me.
