Back in the Office. My Halfway Point.

After almost one month of wild adventures in the nether regions I am back at the home office typing away (as I do). And would you believe it, I’ve hit my halfway point:


Well, past my halfway point actually. To be completely honest, I’ve never made it this far. Not in my five years of writing. I’ve written hundreds of thousands of words. Usually I hit a wall around the 32-36k mark. And I start all over, re-writing.

But I past it this time. And it’s so freeing.

I might actually finish this book. I will have written a book. Other people will read my book.

Holy cow.

It’s funny, after all this time of dreaming of it happening I’m terrified of someone else reading it. Someone I don’t know, who doesn’t know me. But at the same time I can’t wait for someone else to read it. To believe in it as I do. To love characters as I do.

Which is giving myself more credit then maybe is due, or putting the cart in front of the horse (donkey? mule?) But gosh darn, I’ve had this novel in me for a long time and it’s good.

Actually it’s horrible right now. As first drafts go. But beneath the overgrowth and the dirt, sweat stains and dried blood there is a beautiful set of bones. Glimmering and polished that is starting to emerge. (Which is actually quite symbolic of the story also). I can’t wait to unearth this skeleton and set it up properly with working muscles and systems and a new covering. And life will be breathed into it by you, reader, and you will give it life so that it comes alive. A moving, flawed, rich, emotional happy life.

I can’t wait.

Until then, I’ve renewed my vigor for blogging. I’m also getting Instagram underway hopefully with the collaborative help from some other artists I’ve long admired.

Q and A this Friday. I can promise you it will be a good one 🙂