I haven’t posted anything in a while.
This is not a consequence of being idle; on the contrary, I’m quite busy. I participated in National Novel Writing Month for the third year in a row. While I didn’t score a ‘win’ by logging 50,000 words in the 30 days of November, I’m off to a solid start on a new book that I feel is promising, and I’ve continued to write nearly every day since starting that challenge.
I’m also devoting time to game design, though not as intensely as in the near past. It is also the holiday season, and it’s raining an apocalyptic amount in Portland right now. The grey cloak of Winter has settled over the Pacific Northwest and I’m motivated mostly by the need to achieve something, to get this literary career started before I smother beneath the frustration I pile upon myself year after year. Nothing matters so much to me right now than finishing something and having it published … if only to prove I was right all along, that this was what I was meant to do.
I’ve curtailed most of my social activities of late. None of the old amusements please me anymore. I don’t want to be entertained or distracted; I want to feel fulfilled. It’s a tall order, I admit.
So, what is the purpose of this blog then? I tell myself I should continue to communicate my mind’s inner workings to the privileged few who know of my web site’s existence. But, like everything else I’ve excised from my life, this too seems like a distraction. My posts are read mostly by those who know me and could well find out these details in other ways. So, perhaps I’ll post a random thought or example of my toil here for general consumption. But don’t expect much.