“Do or do not. There is no try.”
— Yoda
I’m a gray and grizzled Gen-X’er, who decided a few years ago that it was time to finally write a novel. I’d had a stab at it several times, going all the way back to age fourteen. The most recent attempt was in my late twenties.
Looking back, I stopped every time once it became difficult, usually with the conclusion that I was just not capable of writing a decent story. I think I lacked awareness that writing a novel would be something more than just spinning a tale from whole cloth in a single pass. But, I never stopped thinking about it, and sometimes thinking about it a lot.
Around the time of my 50th birthday I was (once again) daydreaming about a story idea I had, and as usual I concluded that daydream with a sort of vision of doing it “when I get older and things settle down.” This was just as I’d done countless times in recent decades.
A moment later I realized, I am older, and things aren’t really settling down.
So here I am. First novel written and in the hands of beta readers. I’m on the cusp of querying, and while preparing for that and waiting for beta reader feedback, I’m looking to start branching out. This blog is one aspect of that. This isn’t the end, nor even the middle, of this road for me. But, I’ve finally made a beginning.
Thanks for reading.