This post hardly mentions the dog

I was just made aware that The Edge of Things got a mention in today's M&G: An exceptional harvest. It has been so much fun being a part of this project. Every time I think this is the last accolade or thrill another pops up. I look at these moments and tell myself, 'See this? This is good. It may not be what you wanted from your writing at this point in your life, but it is something. Things have happened and are happening, even if they are not the vision. Sometimes must be glad for what is, and not what could have been.'

For the present, I am still reading George’s Write Away. Her love for everything to be nailed down would require a total personality overhaul. I don't even study like that. But some projects of mine have been well researched in advance with the most ghostly sort of outline lurking in the background. Um, like that novel that is actually published. With that in mind, last night, after taking a deep breath, I picked up a pen and my notebook and began to write out all the little puzzle pieces that keep flying around in my mind. It was rather nice. Inspired me to do a bit of reaserch. Got a load of printing to do today.

Then today as I swam, the movie reel began to spin its way out, characters started talking in my head. This is how I began every morning while writing Moons Don't Go To Venus. When Husband's old company transferred us to Chicago they put us in a flat well above our financial means on their nickle. The bottom floor had a gym with a pool. Yes, it was posh. And brilliant. And while the year stank on many, many, levels, the privilege of being able to take a daily morning swim without leaving the building was a privilege I relished and delighted in. The book would play out. The editor's comments would be mulled over, put into perspective. Like a daily commute, I could return to the flat, shower, then sit at my desk with my head in the game ready to write.

It feels good. And this time, I am going to take another writer's advice and write this one just for me. If it gets published, thank you very much with sugar on top. But if it doesn't, then there we are. The story is demanding to be written. I want to write it.

Besides, I've always wanted to write a book in a study with a dog curled up in a corner.

Some dreams we can control.

Comments

[Damaria Senne]

Congrats on the M&G mention. I get what you mean about celebrating what is, instead of dwelling what you wish things could be. That is also how my writing career has been like. Some of the things I dreamt about never happened, and some i doubt will even happen. yet, the unexpected developments have trully been wonderful. Most times they have even been better than my career dreams.

[moira richards]

another novel in the works? oh goody :-)

[Tara]

Writing for YOU because you have to get it out of your head and it needs to be written. Why that is the most beautiful and important reason to create. Good for you. I can't wait to learn how it turns out.

My DH keeps encouraging to do more "creating" for ME. Sometimes I need to get my creative juices flowing for no other reason than it can't stay locked in my head forever (too much thought congestion I guess you could call it). ;-)