I haven’t been around much lately. So here’s an all honest no holds barred truth to why I haven’t blogged lately.
If you think it’s because I’ve been on holidays
If you think it’s because I’ve had head down and bum up and full on into my story ‘Night Myst’ as reported in an earlier post
If you think it’s because I’m lazy and ignoring my readers
I’m most DEFINETLY not
My life has changed and is changing at a rate of knots that I can barely keep up with it.
MY novel ‘Night Myst’ has been shelved temporarily. I adore this story to absolute bits. The video I made of the storyboard is still up on my whiteboard taunting me every day. Every day that I do not write one word towards it’s progression. Emma and Chloe are not particularly happy with me I have left them in the haunted or somewhat creepy mansion in the room thick with cobwebs and musty sheets and an old piano.
I haven’t given them permission to leave through the broken window yet…
I’m still writing, or should say, I’m continuing to hone and re-sub short fiction that I have an abundance of, but not yet, been able to find a suitable home for.
I’m experiencing deeply personal stuff, grief, loss (more than I can poke a stick at) death (including a sudden and traffic death of a very close and long time friend) sorrow of intense and sometimes overwhelming proportions, while at the same time rebuilding my life into something joyous, and abundant, honest, beautiful and FREE.
I’m working towards financial, spiritual and personal freedom, growth in ways I would not have imagined nine months ago. I always imagined and believed in abundance, and working toward a more ‘intune’ and ‘creative’ life, so what I really mean is, I would not have imagined the intensity of the past nine months.
One could say all these changes is exciting and potentially they are, but when they are wrapped up in fear, and anger, and pain, and grief, it can cloud the issue a bit, so it’s kinda intense in my world right now.
But rest assured I’m okay, my health is holding in there, my mind is coping for the most part (except for major sleep deprivation) I’m working on it – no point in crash and burn is there?
I’m focussed, determined and ready to take on the world despite the FEAR that comes knocking every now and then. It just reminds me, I’m human, and vulnerable and that’s okay.
Vulnerabilty is a good thing, it teaches us how to be honest, not only with others, but more importantly to ourselves.
So this post is to keep you a little up-to-date in the world of the Midnight rambler…who still rambles at midnight when she should be sleeping
I haven’t given up writing, but my focus or the lens has shifted slightly, until I figure out the panoramoic view.
Or is that the sinister side of me, the author, who doesn’t mind instilling a little fear in my characters, or is it purely a reflection of my own fear?
What I do know is that Emma and Chloe will be stronger for it, their relationship will bond like never before, and they will see this potentially frightening world they see themselves in, as one of hope, for they know they have the key, and the power to change what is about to turn their world upside down.
They have to get out so they can conquer their world as the amazing human beings they will prove to be, no matter how sucky, or what those creatures in the mist will throw at them.
Until next time, dear readers, I thank you for finding the time to read this.
I thank you for your ongoing support. I’m not going anywhere, I just have some f**king enormous shit to get through before I too can climb out of the broken window.
Midnight rambler is moving forward…baby steps or going by recent weeks GINORMOUS steps ♥