As I’m sure some of you are aware, I’ve always had the thought that it would be cool to write a book. Yeah, when I was a kid I wanted to write a book – forget being an astronaut/fireman/policeman/etc. Call me a geek, that’s fine. I can admit it.
Here’s the problem – I have absolutely no idea what to do or how to do it. I’ve never even taken a creative writing course. I created this blog to practice writing. I started a second blog for my short stories, so I could develop my style a little. This was all my first couple baby steps to get started. However, I don’t really have any clue where to go from here.
I breezed through my first few short stories, and have plot outlines for several more. One idea in particular has really been “plaguing” me lately. (Pardon the pun…it’ll make more sense in a couple of minutes.) The problem with it though, is that it seems to have a lot more potential than to just end up as a short story. The more I think about it, the more ideas pop into my head and the more I realize that this could be the start of my first novel. And what better topic for me to write about than zombies?! (I told you that horrible pun was related.)
I have since met with a couple of published authors. They have been willing to give me their time, knowledge, and ears to help me figure out where I go from here. I’ve got some very encouraging feedback, and actually found out that part of my process is pretty standard and even has a name! Who’da thunk it?? This whole idea is starting to seem at least somewhat do-able.
So here I am stating my intentions to the world…I think I’m going to try to write a book! It’s a very intimidating thought – the idea of a long-term project like this. Knowing my lack of patience, short attention span, and very particular way of doing things, this is not going to be easy, but we’ll see what happens! I’m sure I will post updates as things progress and maybe even post a sneak peek every once in a while so you all can see if I’m staying on track, and if it’s any good. Who knows? I sure don’t!
Thank you, that is all.
As you may have noticed, my infatuation with an impending zombie apocalypse has been renewed. I stocked up my survival kit over the grueling winter months, I’ve noted the risk of zombie families, and I’ve schooled my wife on some of the basics. Now, I’ve been plagued (WINK!) with the thought of what would be playing in the back of my mind while I’m doing what it takes to survive.
In addition, I thought it was about time I revisited the “Soundtrack Of My Life” post and give you all an updated glimpse into the ridiculous ramblings of my peanut brain. So as the droning moan of hordes of dead-heads starts picking up, here’s my playlist to crank while combatting the mentally crippled creepers. Mmmmore
See what I did there? WINK!
The other day as my wife and I were getting ready to start our days we were talking about matters of the heart, and our conversation naturally broached the subject of zombies. There’s a little more to it than that, but ultimately that’s where we landed, so just go with it. She had mentioned reading my post on parenthood and enjoyed my comparison to the undead and how I tied it all together. That led to a discussion on the impending zombie apocalypse…oh yes, it’s coming folks.
I’ve always had the idea that me and kids would not go well together. I don’t feel comfortable around them. The incessant crying, immobility, and inevitable filth are too much for me. Everybody always says that it’s different when it’s your own, and maybe it is. But what if it’s not? What if I don’t have the necessary patience to raise a person? I have a dog…that’s kind of close, right? I have had the idea for years now, that once I got married, I would wait AT LEAST one year, if not more, to adjust to marriage and prepare for children. A new marriage is stressful enough on its own; getting used to living with someone new, having brand-spanking-new responsibilities, dealing with finances, etc. The last thing I want to do is multiply that about infinity by introducing a baby into the equation. Mmmmore…
Sitting in my house the last couple days, frozen in, has completely instilled a sense of cabin fever I rarely feel. Typically I thoroughly enjoy the downtime and solitude from taking a time-out from living life. Staying in comfy clothes all day, watching my favorite shows that have been building up on the DVR, and possibly getting some chores done around the house.
Well, earlier this week, we were hit with a rather noticeable ice storm shutting down businesses and activities across the board. Mmmmmore