It has been a while since I last posted a real update. There are at least 3 or 4 half written (or less) posts hidden behind the scenes here, but I will be honest - I have been struggling lately.
Part of my struggle is that I am not entirely sure what to do about this blog. What updates I should include? What should I exclude? How much to people really want to know about me? Fundamentally, this is a blog about my work, but I find it increasingly difficult to separate myself from my writing and still write. Over the past few months, my other obligations have taken me away from my writing. They have stifled my creative spirit. I don't like it.
Neil Gaiman, one of my favorite authors, is able to brilliantly walk the line of personal and professional sharing on his blog. He talks about himself, his dogs, his beehives, and his books. His personal elegance with the necessary vanity of the lonely work of an author is effortless. But I am not him. I will never have his life. I will never think with the same pattern of words that parade through his head. I am me, and I need to find a happy medium in this arena that allows that.
Like many authors, I do this in my "spare" time. Finding a balance between income, social life, and art is hard. Hard for me at least. Something seems to always be on the brink of falling on the sacrificial altar of time.
I just wish that less often, it was my writing.
As I try to write here more often, these issues I struggle with may bubble up to the surface. Thanks for humoring me.
On a different note, the first draft of Book 3 Chapter 1 is complete. Finally.
Still need to finish that. Still need to finish the short story about Moriv.
Oh, and hey - This weekend I will be at ChattaCon! Very excited to go out there and tell some people about the dark journey of Wrack, Brin, and the gang. Perhaps we will create a few new fans.
Thanks for reading!