Yesterday’s post, with all the mystery it contained has inspired my mind through so many thought processes, that it is impossible to ignore that it’s something that has possibly been lacking in me for years…that creative spark to write uniquely, that ignites the possibilities of the written word and my ability in it.
Actually that does my fellow bloggers an injustice, as you are the ones who encourage and inspire me daily. The enigmatic occurrences of yesterday, (as blogged in the previous post for those of you who have no idea what I am on about) have whetted my appetite for the new and as yet unthought of. It gives me a feeling of freedom and (almost) invincibility.
Now then, is the time to reveal that I am actually writing a book myself, it’s in its early stages and all that, just thoughts and ideas, coupled with a few whimsical phrases and bits of humour. It’s a start though and there are a few thousand words so far, it needs tidying up, probably rewriting before I unleash it on the WordPress public so bear with me whilst I obsess over where to put the commas.
Suffice to say, whilst blasting out some cheesy 90’s pop tunes (and for some reason my favourite bit of music for writing: Bridge Over Troubled Water), I have been working on an idea that is hopefully going to be a humourous romp through a number of fused genres, but as I say its early days so far and all that could and most likely will change.
Being a lover of Dickens, Márquez, Calvino, Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Homer, Orwell, Nemirovsky, et al, I always envisioned a deeper, more layered book than the one I am writing. For a first book though I have come to terms with the fact that I am probably punching above my weight with those lofty ideas. Mainly because I haven’t learnt to fuse my writing voice with more serious or cleverly structured plotting yet. I like to learn though so this stands me in good stead to evolve my style into something better and more emotively powerful.
It’s good to get onto the learning curve though, develop my writing further and hopefully be able to publish something at some point in the next year on two. Winning the battle with time and also my urge to get published through articles in the mean time means that it will be a lot of hard work and probably slowing up on the reading, although reviews will still be a major part of the site.
I was going to write a post asking people to let their minds go a bit mental and conjure up some images and scenarios for the last posts poem, you are still welcome to do so, all thoughts are welcome. Anyway for the time being here’s a taster of the first line of my opening paragraph, which is staying no matter what, as I have my heart set on the first word remaining where it is, enjoy…
Exsanguination, now that’s a topic that never comes up in the middle of a forest.