I apologize for barely blogging this week and for not putting up anything yesterday.
On Wednesday night, I returned home from a social event (a local gay mixer) and had hoped to blog on two conversations I had there (not to mention a fetching young gay Republican I saw there), but when I returned home my mind was elsewhere. And I devoted the better part of yesterday to working on my fantasy epic — and celebrating the completion of (a presentable draft of) the second chapter.
This project has so absorbed me in recent days that when I drove down to Disneyland for that celebration, I found myself turning off my CD player and listening to the thoughts in my head, occasionally recording a few in the digital recorder I keep in my car’s map pocket.
Just as soon as I had finished the second chapter, I found myself mapping out the third, with most of this one entirely new to my conception of the novel, entirely new in the sense that the images and events in this chapter have only emerged since i started writing, indeed, since I started editing the second chapter. The story has been kicking around in my head for some years now many of the images and events in the first two chapters have long been familiar to me.
Last night when I returned from Disneyland, instead of reading and blogging as I had hoped, I found myself trying to fill in a possible hole created in the second chapter and needing to map out a certain sequence of events that took place in the days prior to the first scene . . .
I don’t yet when, if ever, I’ll return to my regular pace of blogging. I expect to do a post tomorrow anticipating the Hobbit movie. Hopefully, as I get used to writing this novel, I will be better able to balance that with blogging.
So, until then, please, bear with me until then.