Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You

I have been working furiously on a new novel, The Breaker, which I hope to publish later this year.  Writing is an interesting, solitary career choice.  You can bounce story ideas off of others, but most of the work is done inside your own head, in which you question your character actions and the way the tale will progress.  Since the book is located in a place I have vacationed twice, I am paying attention to the geography of the area even though I already changed the location of one location, in a move to add more detail to the chapter in which the event occurs.  It is interesting to write about things empathetically when you have never experienced them in your own life.

End of the Month

I’ve been much too neglectful of this blog lately, as I completed editing of book four and began to write book five in earnest.  This has been an odd time—weather-wise, personally, and otherwise.  Mother Nature has been having fun with us this October—first Indian Summer, now frigid temps and rain off the edge of a hurricane.  I’ve heard the expression “frost on the pumpkin” my entire life, but snow is not something I like to see on a gourd.  Anyway, those in the direct path of the hurricane have had it much worse.

Writing has more or less consumed me lately.  I am quite bored otherwise; the days seem interminable at best and painful at worst.  I can’t imagine what would become of me without an outlet, because I am truly too poor and dull for any exciting hobbies.  Reading has been helpful as well; I’ve read more books this year than the previous ten combined, for sure.  I think my problem before is that I was too picky.  Now I am on the lookout for good stories, regardless of genre.

I don’t know how many people actually read this blog, but I must thank everyone who has supported my writing career.  You are amazing and I am lucky to have you as fans.