Happy New Year!
A day late and a dollar short! That should be the title of my Memoir; if I were to write one.
I took a long break from writing. Death and family drama can, and frankly did, take the wind out of one’s sails. So, here I am several months post emotional breakdown, quietly ringing in the New Year with those I hold dear, along with a renewed sense of self and purpose.
For the first time in months, I have found myself sitting in front of my laptop, not so gleefully tapping away at the tiny black keys. For those who don’t know my story, I left the retail world at the end of 2019 and dove headfirst into honing my writing skills. My dream was to become a published author of a sci-fi fantasy novel. It still is.
I worked tirelessly for over a year on my dream. While I worked on that dream, cancer ravaged my Grandfather’s body. His death revealed an ugly truth I didn’t want to face, dragging me down a knarled path of hatred and loathing; of both myself and those who claim to be family.
Acceptance comes easier than forgiveness. I have accepted the things that were said and done. I don’t know if that is enough, but it is all I can manage at this junction of my journey.
I think because of this new state of mind, coupled with once again being gainfully employed, I have managed to remove the gag silencing my muse. I have also realized I can’t let go of my dream so easily. No matter how badly I want to give up. For me, building worlds and stories is a need, not a want, like breathing or eating.
All that to say, I am ready to continue working on Through Mimic’s Eye’s. The most challenging part has been working out what happens in the middle of the story, which means I will start there.
No matter how long it takes me or how many times I stumble along the way, I will be victorious.
Just wait and see.
Check back for more updates soon.
Thanks for the continued support!