works

"plans are only good intentions unless they immediately degenerate
into hard works."-peter drucker

what is a dream then, if it is not followed by a plan? that's what i
need. a plan. or perhaps more accurately, a map. i'm at a loss as to
just how i should proceed.

yesterday i started the steps toward another novel publication. it's
been a year and a half since the last one and it feels good to be
working toward it again. oh, i'm always writing, crafting, and i've
finished three novels in that time, but there's something different,
something more exciting when the novel is written and you begin the
fine tunings, the detailed clean up of hastily scribbled dialogue.
it's a different piece than the creative writing part of the process.
the writing is always happening, so much so that i sometimes become
jaded to the magic of it. this part is more rare, and i enjoy it like
i do the occasional first kiss.

(side note: it's been a long damn time since i had a first kiss. in
case you were wondering)

it's like the first real glimpse and reward of what you've spent a
year writing. there's another moment when you hold the printed
manuscript in your hand for the first time, and then the colossal
pride and sense of accomplishment when you finally hold the bound and
printed novel with your name in bold letters across the cover and
spine.

but, that takes me back to the plan. i keep writing and producing, but
i'm not sure how to proceed, how to turn this thing i love to do into
a way to make a living. i don't know. maybe it's just a matter of me
keeping on keeping on and searching for an opening or an opportunity.
like when the Colonel asks Rambo in First Blood part II, "how will you
live?" Rambo answers, "day by day." a little cheesy, i give you that,
but it's how i roll.

but then, you knew that already.

ghost