377 days, Blog #160 Reboot

So… here’s the thing.

Tonight someone asked me how my blog was going.  If you’ve checked in, you may have noticed the radio silence.  I would like to say it’s perfectly justifiable to have abandoned this discipline/ambition.  I did spend the first two/three months of 2015 throwing a chunk of creative thinking towards directing a play.  Indeed, towards a play that I found out I was directing two days before rehearsals began.   So… no planning time.  Just an instant tornado.  It was fun.  It was challenging.  It was a lot of what theater should be (and hopefully I will get to that soon).  It was tiring.  But… did it justify total absorption of my thinking matter?  Maybe.

Maybe that was just an excuse.

Whatever.  April is peeking around the corner.  (Yes, the snow is going to go away and we will be complaining about the mercifully absent bugs before too long).  It’s time to get back on track.

I’m already there anyway.  I spent two hours tonight with the Worcester Writers Collaborative at one of our weekly writeins.  This iteration is pretty stripped down.  We show up, chat for a few minutes.  Maybe five.  Maybe ten.  Then we just get to it and write.  Tonight there were snacks… but we haven’t even really bothered with food all that much.  Just the quiet and the writing.

Tonight I actually used all of those two hours to write.  I probably could have continued if our mandated completion at nine o’clock didn’t insist on ticking itself into reality.

I haven’t typed up my handwritten pages, but I’m pretty confident I crossed the 10,000 word threshold tonight.  10,000 words of a new manuscript.  A new manuscript that had the unfortunate coincidence of planting its seed of inspiration during tech week.  But luckily neither tech week nor production nor the vast quantities of wine consumed both during cast parties and supper club managed to starve that inspiration.  Indeed, maybe it helped.

That and this random song from the first Hobbit movie I heard on Pandora and decided I needed to own and play a gazillion times on my way to and from work.  Hey, you’re not in my car.  I can listen to the same song a gazillion times if I want to.

Anyway, I’m pretty jazzed about this idea.  Pretty jazzed that in spite of the inconvenience of schedule that it didn’t get lost in the shuffle of time.

It is about time. Travel between different times.  I’ve gotten rather lost in the research of the origin story, but also some of the destinations.  I hope to make it a series.  I also hope to do some first hand research in the land of the aes sídhe this summer. 

But back to that time thing.  It does strike me, as I come back to this blog or force myself to write this evening and other evenings (and maybe an hour or two at work when I should have been doing number related things) or let a play consume a lot of my cognizant ability for two months plus, that time and how we I use it is a constant choice.  Well, duh.  Maybe I should be more specific.  The choice is making the time to be creative.  

So, without spending too much more time expostulating, I am going to re-commit myself to taking the time to write.  Not only this blog.  But my novel(s) – yes, they are a package.  Hey, maybe my excitement about said project will inspire me on topics to write here.  

The key is to write.

And that goes for you, too.  Make the time.  Write.