It’s ages since I posted anything about where I’m going with my writing so here’s an update.
Hows the book coming on? Sorry it’s not, but that’s not to say it wont. I am not sure why I’ve not sat down to write it, because I do know the bones of the story I have in my head. I like to say it’s because I’m too busy, which has some truth in it, but that’s never kept me from something I want to do. I think some part of me is hesitant because I feel different to most writers I’ve read.
I’ve not been dreaming of being published all my life and the thought of publicising a book terrifies me.
However I got good advice in the past which was, ‘Just write it and forget about what happens afterwards.’ So perhaps I will.
In the meantime I’m facing a new challenge. I’ve bitten the bullet and signed up with Creative Writing Ink for a memoir writing course under the watchful eye of Eileen Casey. This is the genre I like to read most. Not necessarily famous stories but the lives of ordinary people told in their own words.
I’ve not taken this course lightly. Many who read my blog regularly will know I have a past. It’s part of who I am but doesn’t define me. I’m fairly comfortable with my memories at this stage, they occur at some time every day, but are usually not anything too overwhelming. Occasionally the flashbacks are severe but it’s usually the nightmares which shake me the most. By deciding to take this course I knew there was a risk of opening old wounds but life is all about challenges isn’t it?
So I’ll keep you posted. Hopefully I’m not only strong enough to do this but I’ll also enjoy it.