I guess you could say I’m back from my furlough. It’s the first full week of autumn 2018. I love the first few weeks of this season before the chilly winds blow. Despite the warm temperatures, there’s a coolness and another difference in the air I can’t quite explain that is tantalizing at this time of year.
I mulled over the idea of coming back to the blogosphere for quite a while. I questioned the time I put into this diversion. My house could be quite a bit cleaner if I’d just spend more time at the chores. I’d probably be a better writer if I spent more time reading books about writing and wrote more hours of the day. After all, getting better at the craft was why I took a break during August and the first part of this month.
August 6th was when I published my last post. My goal was to delve into the skills of writing I knew I was weak in. It’s debatable whether I acquired a better grip on my writing skills, let alone learn anything new. I can, nonetheless, say I have calmed down a bit with my writing. I, now, am refusing to give into the mindset of having to hasten the process as I used to do, mostly out of some crazy habit that didn’t have a purpose. Trying to rush wasn’t doing me any favors with my WiP or even with my life in general. It would be nice if I could sit for hours at this desk researching, outlining, and writing until my fingers were numb but it just isn’t going to happen with me. The work isn’t going to be worthwhile that way. I used to be able to work like that, but not anymore.
While chitchatting with my brother and niece on the phone a few weeks ago, an idea for a new project began to form in the back of my mind. I have to chalk it up to the vibes my 15-year-old niece was giving me as the conversation progressed. She doesn’t know she’s given me this idea and I don’t plan to tell her unless I see it all the way through. As this idea develops, I’ve found myself getting a little psyched up to write it. So far, I’m still in the research stage though and need to write up summaries and profiles before the writing starts. Trying to braid ancient history with today isn’t an easy undertaking. Still, I’m enjoying the hours I’ve been spending searching through websites for the information I want. Soon, real soon, I’m going to have to break down and go to the library for in-depth information though.
While this has been going on, I finally decided I wanted to get back into the web of bloggers again, but with an alteration. I’m going to try writing blog posts intermittently now instead of following a rigid schedule. After all, this isn’t a professional blog. It’s a personal one, with its main purpose being to clear the pandemonium out of my head so I can center myself while working on my WiP. I figure I’ll want to get a post in at least once a month and there’s a strong possibility it’ll be more often than that.
I guess autumn is my favorite season of the year. Which season is your favorite?
“There was a filmy veil of soft dull mist obscuring, but not hiding, all objects, giving them a lilac hue, for the sun had not yet fully set; a robin was singing … The leaves were more gorgeous than ever; the first touch of frost would lay them all low to the ground. Already one or two kept constantly floating down, amber and golden in the low slanting sun-rays.”
― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South