Settling back down into serious
writing after Stella Madison and friends reeked havoc with my psyche
during our great adventure, has been harder than I thought it would
be. Not to mention working while adventuring was also harder than I
planned. Not being in my own cozy little office I left nearly three
years, ago, hasn't helped, either. But I think I'm onto something.
I only hope I can survive the impact of
such a discovery. A great element of which depends on making some big
changes in...um...me. More about that, later. Today, I am sitting in
my “virtual office,” while I'm really in the middle of a
rainforest. Not a hardship, since I also discovered that I absolutely
love rainforests. The sound of rain on the roof always stirs my
creativity. The remote aspect has been something of a problem, but I
think I've got that covered, too (Thank you, God).
The only trick is going to be to find
some way to balance my wonderfully exciting new story with the real-life
adventures that have no regard for the “do not disturb—writer
at work” sign I usually hang out. But if I do that, I might
miss an adventure. Or an insight. Or a new article idea. Or the
Captain reminding me how much we like to walk in the rain.
But for now, I'm off to spend some time
with my new characters. Who were here a few minutes ago, but seem to
have disappeared somewhere. Hmm...that reminds me how much more difficult
it can be working with the younger ones. Easily distracted, always
interjecting their own ideas, and too quick to take off in the middle
of something important.
Now, that I think about it, I recall spending
a good deal of my time on that last project we worked on together,
just trying to round everybody up. Shouldn't be as hard in this
environment, though. Because I'm pretty sure I can guess right where
they are. Out walking in the rain with the Captain.
The hardest thing about working is
getting there.
