This is my first post of the year and my first since back in November.
I did some writing tonight, more or less the first bit of writing for the year and the first since November. I'm establishing a theme in case you didn't pick up on that.
In short I chose to abandon my idea for a novel that I was so excited about back in those heady oh so dangerously intoxicating days that were November 2011. It wasn't from a lack of potential for the idea, it was from a dearth of passion. A creeping dearth that quickly gained momentum.
I took some time away from thinking too directly about my goal of writing a novel this year but the nagging awareness of it was always with me. Since the new year started the nagging has increased and today something inside me snapped and I decided I had to do something to shut that bitch up.
I've got a new process i'm trying for the new year, or maybe it's a different version of something i've already tried and written about in a previous post. Who the hell remembers what i've written about on this blog up until now?
The inspiration came to me after a day of doing some intensive housework and rediscovering some ignored and forgotten spiritual side of myself that exists.
More on that later because i'm pretty tired from said housework.
Last thing i'll say for the night is I got 1000 words of notes written tonight. I'm in a note writing stage at the moment. If everything goes to plan the notes stage will last about 10 weeks.
