I've been writing fiction lately-- it's been coming to me effortlessly, and for that I am grateful.
It's not the most important of topics, of course, but still, the idea that a flow like this can nearly generate itself entices me to consider the idea that I can be the person I once was-- a proper writer.
Mind you, I'm writing about Mother Goose. But perhaps it's the certain madness that makes it so easy to get to the next chapter. My own personal amusement and the amusement of a few others is what driving me to continue. Maybe that's what I need to inject into each idea.
Also, there's this freedom in knowing that I don't necessarily have to boggle myself down with finishing this...just write while it's fresh, and continue when it feels right.
I like that.
In an unrelated thought:
I've recently finished Belvedere. It was magic. Baby-steps to September's 3rd Season release..
1 comment:
I really like the fact you're writing again, and that it's coming nearly effortlessly. Keep up the good work.
And...don't be so stingy with the Belvedere, man. :)
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