Sooo, anyway. Since the focus of this blog has shifted dramatically in the last few months…one might almost say since the new year…I thought it was time to update this section to reflect that. (aka “Not be a totally incomplete hodge-podge of messy info”)
I thought it’d be a good idea, once, to make a separate blog for my poetry and my prose…apparently not. Apparently it’s cool to mush them all together and be what I wanna be…a writer. Period, end of story.
My brain doesn’t care much what my fingers make happen, except to enjoy it, and be grateful for wherever it comes from and hope it never stops. My fingers, on the other hand, have a -lot- to say, and do it daily, in comments/rants/rambles/status updates/twits. ( I like that one best…twit. It’s fun to say, and so accurate! *eg*)
It occured to me, in the middle of one of those tangents, that if I can write this much just -talking-, why can’t I write a story? Or two or three? So that’s the new Thing. Type-type-typety-type-type.
I have a few projects I’m working on right now (apart from the sadly neglected “Bones of Ash, Heart of Glass” poem anthology) in the prose direction…one being the Fiction Relay, that one’s been fun so far. Can’t wait to see what people do with my story in the 5 weeks till it’s my turn again!
The next is my “Kava Saga” prose story, about my tricksterish character and his adventures in many situations. Right now, it’s Urban Fantasy based, but the next might be Crime Fiction, or Romance, or…I dunno! *g*
The other is a so far on-pause (sorry, boss) writing collaboration with TRG, aka The Reclining Gentleman, aka Boss. *eg* It’s gonna be awesome, I promise! I…ummm…just have to get over getting so obsessed by it that nothing else fits in, and freaking out about the bits and pieces. *sighs*
And a few poems I wanted to write for people and keep forgetting to…(btw, TRG, “Ann, our key” is technically yours, it’s what I had in mind for you, I just forgot to add the dedication. I’ll fix that soon.)…and just ones that keep piling up in the conveyor belt of my mind.
But I really want to write. Prose specifically, one story, a chapter at a time. My best WIP is called “Blue and Grey”. It’s totally Urban Fantasy/Dystopian Future, and I really love it so far (needs lots of editing, and I have a bad tendency to shift tenses in the middle of a paragraph, but other than that… ;p). Would anyone be interested in my posting…maybe once a week…a chapter or piece of the story? As long as I know people will read it, it’ll give me inspiration to go write it. 🙂
And with that, I think I’ll step -away- from the keyboard for a few, and get back to what I was originally saying. I’m opening my mind, and my heart, to so far neglected portions of my talent, trying to grow up to acknowledge that “talent” isn’t a dirty word, and otherwise attempting to be what I truly am…a writer.