And the Poet Lifts His/((Her)) Pen…
A random vaguely applicable line from the lyrics of Thick as a Brick, the epic song//EP by Jethro Tull:
I’m very fond of this song — my mother and I used to listen to it most days on the way to school my Freshman and Sophomore years. I was already a fan of the Tull, and this song is so epic that it did me no harm hearing it that often. Heck, I even made a point to play it once in a grand while when I was still DJing, ’cause yanno… awesome.
Anyways, the line is apt because my brain is mulling on the possibility of organizing another work of fiction for NaNoWriMo. I’ve had a loose idea for an original piece in my head for years, but until I worn NaNo last year and finished my story this past week, I wasn’t sure I had a full work of fiction in me. Okay, it only came out to 201 print pages, but that was still pretty freaking awesome result for having a starting point of one sentence — ‘Raeyn leaves the White Tower, the end’.
Now, the nice thing is I’ve got until November to flesh out things if I so choose to. I have four and a half months to think, and then I have the end of October to see if my brain will randomly decide to cooperate for another year; it was seriously a surprise patch of functionality that I paid for dearly in the following month (I flourish in the winter months normally!). So that’s also a consideration — can I do it without harming myself overly? Not that I knew it would ricochet into depression then, but I can surmise it would do that were I to do the same.
I guess, for now, I will think about it, and maybe do a little bit at a time if I think it’s not going to send my brain into an overworked spin; as much as I like the concept of writing, it’s very stressful for my poor brain. But it’s also something that I think I am good at and can get better at, so it’s a balancing act like all things. *smiles*
For now though, I am going to kick back and enjoy some Simming, ’cause it’s a weekend and I should relax. I hope you guys are having an enjoyable time!
<3
I’ve had several stories rolling around in my mind for years. Some day I’ll have to take the leap to and see what happens.
Maybe! 🙂 If there ever were an American dream, it’s to write the Great American Novel.