I’m operating out of order today, which means this should’ve been done sooner but wasn’t. Mondays are hard transitions for me. I try to fall back into the day to day of everything I am required to accomplish alongside the doldrums of what is officially a work day. The term workday has little real meaning to me as I do the same work every day of my life, which means writing stuff down. I am fumbling through another draft of the new novel and simultaneously drafting 3600 words worth of Shadowrun adventures that I thought were due next week. So, it’s been a bit of a hiccup trying to fall into the flow of things.
The upside of the day is that I am happily falling into the flow of the novel writing. I am excited to be back into this book and feel strongly about the direction it is taking me. I’m not in real control here and that is a good feeling. A novel is a living work. It goes where the characters take it. You as the writer can guide some of that in-story by dropping obstacles in their path, but good characters do what is natural to them and good writers both know what that is and allow it to unfold in the pages. I’m trying to be a good writer.
I am also trying to get ready for my kid’s wedding next week, so to call myself slightly overwhelmed is a minimization at best. It will be a huge pressure relief when this wedding is behind me. I love the girl and I want the best for her. Unfortunately, there are so many different people involved and so many different agendas and personalities conflicting that this feels like trying to hold a fully grown panther between my hands. It ain’t gonna work how I want it to work. Hell, I don’t even know how I want it to work. So, I’m just going to need to step back and do my part.