Making a living is an unfortunate side effect of living · 4:53am Mar 24th, 2013
I was tempted not to write this, as every other time I have expressed optimism on my coming ability to get writing time I have then been hit with even less time. So, this is not an 'expect an update' soon post. Real life hit me hard, and I'm only now staggering back to my feet.
That said, I have stabilized a bit. Enough that I have been able to stick to an oath I made to myself last week. That oath being "I will find time to write 250 words a day." That is about as far from a blistering pace as can be, but it is something. Honestly, it just feels good to get something down. This small daily progress has done wonders for me. While I would like to be able to sit down and hammer out several thousand words, trying to do that just kept me from getting anything down. "I won't be able to get much done, might as well just not."
So, what is this post about? I'm not dead, and for the first time in a long time I feel like a writer again. Progress is being made. So to those who have stuck around, thank you. I don't know when, and I won't make a guess, but I will keep working to continue the tales that hopefully entertain you.
I've just read through homecoming and I have to say I quite enjoyed it. There are a couple of spelling errors or relicts (Contagion's in-chapter title "Triage" is the same listed title as chapter 1), but on the whole it's well written.
I certainly wouldn't be adverse to seeing a bit more, if you finally start running again.