Ramblings of a Writer

Here it is, the 16^th of November, and the time just rolls on. It seems that time is always working against us and this may sound a bit disturbing, but eventually our time will run out. With that in mind, I just sit back and think, “How much time have I put into this?” And the answer I come up with every time is, “Not enough.”

There are so many things that I can add into the series, the twists and turns. My imagination is the limit! That’s one of the things that have me bent on an immortality characteristic. Immortality, what am I talking about? Oh you don’t know, perhaps you should read up on my first chapter of “The Chamberlains” which is leading up to the Within Series.

http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1903890-The-Chamberlains-Chapter-1---Unforseen

It may not be your cup of tea but it’s my tea, biscuit, dough, and chicken nuggets. You got that right, I said nuggets. I’m very picky on my works and I try to tread carefully to appease everyone and do things the “correct” way, but that doesn’t personally make me happy. And like in my first paragraph above, our time will run out. So I should do what feels right to me about my novels and how I present them.

I have that to thank to my wife, Heather Rhodes. She tells me over and over and over, did I mention over and over? I think I did. Anyway she can tell me a bajillion times but I’m too stubborn to realize that from her telling me, I have to find out for myself. If I’m not making sense, oh well, it’s the ramblings of a man in his thirties thinking, “Hey, if you don’t like what I have to say, then may your toes be eaten by rabid smurfs.” That’s right. Anyway, I must say that she’s definitely right.

Okay, back to the point of not having one. I’m just feeling a bit, what’s the word I’m looking for, nostalgic. I can only hope that people will see things from my point of view, from my mind’s eye, and hopefully that will be enough to be like, “Hey, this looks interesting,” and Within will take off. But I’ve said it once, twice, thrice, and then some; I’m working on the financial backing and I’m think if I’m impatient and can’t wait then those who are already here can’t wait either.

Is there another way to move things along? Of course there is. But if you keep turning around and going a different direction, you’ll get to your destination…eventually.

Like Vyncent and Abagail in the first chapter, they take the most direct path they can. Obstacles and distractions pop up when they least expect it. But they, like many others, find the means to go on. I too shall move on the best way I know how and eventually I’ll reach my goal.

The Block

The super storm “Sandy” has come and gone. The elections are finally over along with their ads. Thanksgiving is just around the corner with Christmas to follow. So now things are finally back to normal around these parts, for the most part.

There are tons of things that can distract us, block us from our everyday lives. But our lives aren’t the only things that are blocked, our thoughts. Where I’m headed with that is, writers block and what a pain it is.

If you ever watched the movie, “Run, Fatboy, Run” with Simon Pegg from “Shaun of the Dead”, Dennis (Simon Pegg) is running a race and he hits “The Wall”. The point where you don’t think you can’t go any farther, a point where you have to “will” yourself to go on.

“Wait a second, aren’t we talking about writers block. I thought that’s where you just don’t know what to write.” Indeed it is but for me, and I’m sure others out there, there’s something more. There are times in my unpublished (at this point) life where I just want to throw my hands up in the air, delete all my files, and set fire to all the work that I have done. But that would be silly now wouldn’t it. I’d be destroying years of work and for what?

You have to move on, make yourself go forward, and it’s hard. Writers block, honestly, isn’t something that I have a problem with. I can pull a story out of my butt on a whim of a notice. Why or how, I don’t know, it’s something I have always been able to do. But my block, my block as a writer is moving forward.

Right now, coming up with the financial means is my problem to move forward. I’ve mentioned this a couple times before so you probably already know about it. If you noticed about the 50’s Housewife Project and been keeping up with her blogs and posts, you’ve noticed the financial situation. And even with a budget plan that she has worked so hard on, there are always surprises that pop up.

Right now, she’s ill and possibly has to go to the doctor. That’s just more money that needs to be used to make sure she’s better. Things like that come up all the time and with Thanksgiving and Christmas around the corner, you know that will take some from our not-so-deep pockets.

So my block is waiting patiently, saving my pennies, and getting this book edited and released. My block is telling myself everyday not to give into these feelings and cancel the whole project like I did over a decade ago.

Like Dennis from that movie; I, you, everyone who is struggling with their own wall, find a way to move forward, even if it’s only one step at a time.