"Where the hell have you been??" you might be asking, with your brows furrowed and your arms crossed over your chest. Okay, legit question.
For quite a while now, my main writing project has been this novel in progress. And my thinking for the past year or so has been: if I’m ever going to finish the thing, my writing time needs to be focused pretty much exclusively on that. So, no blogging.
But meanwhile, here’s the problem: I miss the feeling of finishing something. That’s what I find most frustrating about long-term projects—trudging along interminably, never feeling the endorphin rush of completion, the satisfaction at having finished what I’ve started.
Plus, with any long-range undertaking come those periods when you just plain stall. And when you’re making no real progress on the one thing that’s supposed to be your sole focus, you’re basically accomplishing nothing at all.
In very broad terms, my two favorite things about writing are: the process of doing it, and the act of sharing it. But in those periods of blockage and frustration, I haven'tenjoyed doing it. And since I haven't actually finished anything, I’ve had nothing to share. To the outside world, for the past 10 months or so, I haven’t looked like a writer at all. But I still am one, I swear!
I miss writing short pieces and sending them out into the world. I miss having a place to put words that are more thoughtful than a Facebook status update, but not so introspective that they need to stay in my journal. Oh but wait, I do have that place—THIS BLOG. I’ve just been denying myself the permission to use it.
So, this blog is coming back. I don’t know exactly what I’ll be writing about, or how often, but I need this platform to keep my creative work engaged with the outside world. Big thanks to all of you who’ve continued to ask about my ongoing projects and to let me know you’ve missed reading my words. I appreciate it!