Well, here we go. This is it. The big weekend, where I tackle trying to get back on the writing horse. Where I try to see whether my plants will right the list in the ship of my story enough to make me want to sail it again.
If it works, it’ll be a launch point toward the story I originally planned to tell. If it doesn’t…well, I guess it’s just more of the same.
I’ve had to force myself to put together a strategy for getting back in the writing chair. Isn’t that sad? But not having one hasn’t panned out at all. It’s also yielded no results. I’ve got nothing to show for nothing; how’s that?
But I’m onto something now and I think it’s sort of cool.
Here’s the plan.
Well, I’d love to come and report that I made a huge breakthrough and the reason I’ve been so silent so long (sorry! sorry!) is because I’ve been busy writing.
I can’t say that, though. It’s not true. It’s just real life getting in my way.
I can only name one story which began as fan fiction and then grew into a phenomenon all its own. But a lot of people love writing and reading fan fiction.
Not all authors, however, feel the same way.
Video games present a real problem for me. On the one hand, they offer hours of entertainment which far surpasses what I get from movies or TV because of the interactivity. Distracting, yes, but doggone it, they’re fun.
Is fan fiction the solution?
