Wednesday, Sept. 21, 2005
Praise The Lord And Pass The Ammunition
Happy Hump Day and all that jazz. I realize that for some folks around the world it's already Thursday, but it was 7:40pm Wednesday my time when I started typing this Of course, then I logged on and realized I don't have a heck of a lot to say tonight. Too tired to really function much beyond the most generic, omit-the-brain manner.
I did reach one conclusion. I'd been wracking my brain for about two years to try and figure out how to end a story that I would like to finish up and publish. I knew the gist of things at the beginning and midpoint, but couldn't ever decide how to resolve it. It was based on real history, passed along by a friend who asked me specifically to write the story of one of her family members. While there are romantic elements in it, I didn't want it to be a romance novel, per se. I'd already talked to the the friend, told her what I have in mind, and got a blessing for what I intend to write.
Well, it's thanks to T that I know the ending, ironically. No, I didn't hear from T and I know that I won't hear from him again, certainly not after all this time. But after everything was said and done, he did give me some ideas for the story line, which in turn lead to my conclusion. The ending will be appropriate and honest, in keeping with the rest of the story. And no, there's no plagarism involved; while T's something of a writer, this isn't based on anything he wrote or we discussed in story concept. It's things that actually happened.
You can't copyright life, babieeee. If it happened, especially if it happened to you, it's fair game.
No, I'm not out for revenge, even in this format. That's not how I work. Hate is counterproductive and only hurts you. Better to channel the disappointment into building a better life for myself. I want to write. Well, it's long past time for me to get cracking and actually DO it. I need to get a portfolio of short stories compiled, obviously, but I also want to build some novels. I have outlines for two that will be linked and one a standalone.
God help me, I'm going to do this if it kills me. It just might, at this rate. I think I'd better pass if presented with any more "inspiration," though. Yeesh. Men!
Ack - it's 10pm and I still need sleep. Keep your fingers crossed. I will be focusing my crosshairs on writing goals over the next few months. Wish me luck!
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )