First, let me apologize for waiting so long in adding a new post to my blog. I believe a blog should be kept active once it is started. If it is neglected, then take it down. I’ve been neglectful, and I’m sorry.
I’ve not done a lot of writing in the past few months. I’m still working on the third installment of the Lions and Lamb Saga entitled A War of Lions and Lambs. I have most of the story staged in my mind and I’m excited to get it written. I’ve been busy, and I haven’t felt well. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia several months ago. I tried a few different medications that either do nothing, or they numb my brain more than my pain. My doctor hasn’t found a combination that really works yet, so I’m trying to stay active (physically and mentally) in order to stay on top of everything. I’m not trying to garner sympathy. I don’t feel unjustly afflicted by a partially debilitating disease. It is what it is. Like everything else in life, it is merely a part of the journey.
With that being said, I did write some last night — and it felt good. As the words appear on the computer screen, I forget about the nagging aches in my wrists and shoulders. I lose myself in the lives of my characters. I suppose it is a little like therapy. I can inflict my pain on them without causing anyone any real harm. I can work out issues through them. Even though each character is different, every one of them is me to a degree. I draw on the personalities and traits of people I know and meet along the way to help create these characters, but in doing so, I see the same traits in myself. This gives me a connection to all the people in my life. By understanding my character’s loves and fears and failures and triumphs, then I better understand the people around me — and myself — better.
There are so many stories waiting to be told, so many characters to choose from. I hope to allow myself more time to write them all down in a way that is memorable. That is my goal.