It's the first of September, a date with special significance for my family being my late father's birthday. I always feel reflective when the birthdays of those who have passed come around and this year is no different.
It's also the first day of autumn, officially, and I adore autumn. I love misty, damp weather and the snuggly feeling you get when you come inside from the cold.
So pardon me if I use this as a random point in my life to reset and begin again.
Everything up until now has been half done and unfinished. I have so many unfinished things on my hard drive that it's verging on embarrassing. Again and again I find myself looking at a file that I don't want to open because I've lost faith in it/me.
So, reset time. Another chance to evaluate what I really want to do and why. Another moment to look deep into my writing soul and commit to doing this thing. And I've surprised myself. I looked, was really, brutally honest with myself and it was different this time.
So I'm believing in what the universe is telling me. I'm putting all the half finished things aside. I'm closing my notebook, beginning a new one and writing for the sheer joy of it. Publishing be damned! I'll sort things out on my terms, which I think will be self publishing of some sort. I'm not bothering about agents. I'm not going to worry about a synopsis or a pitch or beta readers or any of that guff. I'm writing what gives me joy and sharing it in my own way.
So look out for what's coming, read it if you fancy, enjoy it I hope. I'm going off piste and it's scary and exciting at the same time.
Thank you Super Blue Moon for energising me.
