... but while there's moonlight, and music, and love and romance...
And to quote more lyrics (bonus points if you identify the song) "melodrama's so much fun, in black and white for everyone to see"...
The deep dark pit I decided to crawl into with my "There may be trouble ahead..." post may not be so deep or dark as I initially thought.
The thing I can't talk about, I still can't talk about, but I can't talk about them for good reasons, I think. Suffice to say, a situation is nearing resolution, and will no longer press so heavily on my mind.
Not out of the woods yet - I've spent a lot of time on life issues and not so much on writing - I'm behind where I hoped I'd be, so some of the grander plans I had may yet come to nothing, at least this year. So much for my writing projects, in terms of the whole, overall writing career - luxuries tend to be the first things to get hit in times of recession, and the credit crunch has bitten literature. A lot of agents aren't taking people on, a lot of publishers aren't even thinking of buying any titles for the next 6-9 months, maybe as long as a year. So, whatever else I may be thinking about, I'm working on the craft part of it for a while to come yet - until the economy stabilises (or collapses entirely, and either are possible at the moment), writers are low demand, low value.
Looks like I'm working to write, rather than writing as work, for a good long stretch to come.
But thanks to those who sent encouraging messages - you know how to lift me out of my darker moods.
The deep dark pit I decided to crawl into with my "There may be trouble ahead..." post may not be so deep or dark as I initially thought.
The thing I can't talk about, I still can't talk about, but I can't talk about them for good reasons, I think. Suffice to say, a situation is nearing resolution, and will no longer press so heavily on my mind.
Not out of the woods yet - I've spent a lot of time on life issues and not so much on writing - I'm behind where I hoped I'd be, so some of the grander plans I had may yet come to nothing, at least this year. So much for my writing projects, in terms of the whole, overall writing career - luxuries tend to be the first things to get hit in times of recession, and the credit crunch has bitten literature. A lot of agents aren't taking people on, a lot of publishers aren't even thinking of buying any titles for the next 6-9 months, maybe as long as a year. So, whatever else I may be thinking about, I'm working on the craft part of it for a while to come yet - until the economy stabilises (or collapses entirely, and either are possible at the moment), writers are low demand, low value.
Looks like I'm working to write, rather than writing as work, for a good long stretch to come.
But thanks to those who sent encouraging messages - you know how to lift me out of my darker moods.
I am a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?
I’m a brand new sky
To hang the stars upon tonight
I am a little divided
Do I stay or run away
And leave it all behind?
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