I have started and deleted a couple of blogs now.
There is an odd kind of satisfaction that comes from writing something and then making it go away. It’s that feeling all writers share. In the good old days this was best expressed with a wastepaper basket surrounded by crumpled paper. Of course, no one write on a manual typewriter any more, do they? Well, if they do, is it at all likely that they read blogs in their spare time?
Anyway, here I am, at the start again. A clean slate, a blank book waiting to be filled. It is that feeling of a new beginning that I am rather fond of. The whole you haven’t heard the story of how I went to London, or how I almost saw The Old Man of the Mountain in New Hampshire, only it was so foggy we could barely see the road. You don’t know that I am married. Or that I like hot Dr Pepper with lemon. Well, maybe you do know all that. Maybe I won’t bother saying it again. Maybe I will find some way to make the stories more interesting this time. Or maybe not.
I was inspired to start yet another blog, not because anyone really wants to read what I have to say, but because I started a new novel today.
I have been writing for a very long time. Well, it has been something on the order of thirty-five years. Maybe not that long for Andy Rooney, but a good while for me. My last novel was finished a couple of years ago. It was one of those that I knocked out in a couple of months. I liked it while I was writing it. It still has some potential, but I tend to get bogged down in the details and never get it to that finial revision where I can send it out into the world on its own.
The new novel, one I started today, is shinny and new and filled with unbridled hope. I can’t say anything about it yet. In this nebulous stage of its tiny little life it is much like other things that I have read and seen and laughed about, well, it will need a bit more work before it is ready for any serious talk. But getting started is pretty serious anyway.
I have read a number of books on the fine art of blogging and will likely tack a few blog widgets here and there as the mood strikes me. But really, I am thinking about the whole process of writing. I used to blog order to warm up for ‘real’ writing. Banging out a thousand word in a place like this is easy, but these words don’t count. Not that I am planning on a thousand words for this little opener. This is just the standard issue here I am, deal with it.
Did I mention that I started writing a new novel today?
