So in all the months of this year so far, I've been busy at work, at home, trying to balance my budget and trying not to run out of money, and personal stuff that I won't go into here but at this point (knock on wood) seems to be going my way. What have I forgotten?
Oh yeah, writing. Of the professional variety, anyway.
Not only haven't I written anything that's been publishable lately, I haven't written much of anything. I go into spells like this from time to time, of course, but lately it seems a little harder to get out of. Partly it's due to the financial hell hole I seemed trapped in until recently, when I started getting my tax refund (still waiting on the state, but the fed arrived Friday), but also it has to do with the simple question: what do I want to write?
It's an important question, because I've never been "I must write the great American novel" except for brief flashes when I thought the great American novel could be set at a grocery store (it can't), or just run flat on ideas. I don't know that I have a novel in me. Maybe a memoir, based on various incidents in my life that defined me? Good, but I'm still being defined (at this point, it's "will I actually find something job-wise that my degree qualifies me for?" Because so far I've seemed to be in a career rut of sorts when it comes to that).
Questions without answers...hmm, sounds philosophical.
Anyway, the point is (apart from some Amazon reviews) I've been slack about writing in general, much less for publication. I have been reading a lot, however, and I know that I want to maybe try and get some essays out about things I care about or have impacted my life, because I might be able to make a book out of that.
Now that I've said it out loud, nothing will come of it ;-)
I've been hesitant to do so because I'm still of the belief that, in order to write about your life, you need to have done something to merit writing about it. But maybe just living in general, and the lessons you acquire, can be the source of your muse.
Anyway, here's hoping I got something publishable in me for the forseeable future, because I don't want to go back to selling crack on the streets of mean ole Walhalla.
