The past few months have been tricksy. Ideas have been coming and going through my cerebral cortex, but nothing has defibrillated my heart. I feel like I’ve been flat lining. There are still stories, short and sweet, but nothing has filled me with excitement, especially when thinking of a bigger project. And to be quite frank, it’s made me nervous.
So I went out this summer and decided to live a little. In the middle of the night, I went out into a field, hot chocolate in hand, and watched the most fantastic shooting star display I have ever seen. I saw Iron Maiden, drove to France, ate mussels, hugged wind turbines and ate myself silly. I also went wild camping on Dartmoor, solo! It. Was. Awesome.
It’s been a great summer and good for my soul to get out and live a little. No doubt these experiences will inform my writing at some point in my life. I think the next couple of months will be easier with writing, and something will latch on. I feel like I’m coming towards something, although slowly. But I’m still waiting for that feeling: ‘I HAVE to write this book.’
In the meantime, I’ll keep on tapping away. There’s some exciting stuff coming up and I’m already looking forward to Autumn and Christmas (The Hobbit Part 2 looms ever nearer). Be sure to check out the flash fiction inspired by the Zodiac over at Chloe’s Made by the Potter blog next week, and throughout the whole month. I think they’ll be some gems in there.
If something grabs me before November, I’ll probably do Nanowrimo too.
How’s your summer been? Has inspiration been your friend?