Sleepless in Sydney
This is just a quick post to let my blog friends know that I'm still here and I'm sorry I haven't been around your blogs much lately. I've been flat out this past week and haven't had as much free time as I'd planned. I'm looking forward to catching up with your blogs tomorrow. :)
I've got back into my writing again, which is the main reason I've been busy. I haven't written much for the last couple of months and I hate it when I'm not writing; I feel restless and start turning things over in my mind, and it's not a good state. A writer needs to read and write regularly to keep the flow, and I just feel better when I'm writing every day.
I had been trying to do a final rewrite of Shards, but I'm still not that happy with it and I decided I'm going to put that aside until the New Year. So I've been planning a new story instead which I hope to have finished by Christmas, or the end of January if I take my time.
It's called Sleepless. Basically it's about a man who wakes up from a coma after eight years and how he adapts to his new life. As he undergoes rehabilitation, he finds he has a son who is 7 and it's their relationship that's the main part of the story. It's also a love story; he remembers his relationship with the boy's mother and it's told in flashbacks, and it's a sad love story - we know how it ends before it begins.
It's more what I used to write a few years ago, and it's that idea of waking up in a new world I find interesting. What would it be like to suddenly find yourself in a world so different to the one you knew? To know nothing about iPods and YouTube and the War on Terror? To have not seen 9/11, Bali or London? What would we think of our world? I think that's very interesting territory.
It's still an early draft and there's more to it than that, but it's nice getting back into the flow again, seeing words on the page. It's more what I want to be writing and that makes a big difference. The flip side is it hasn't left me much time for blogging (and commenting) this week, but it's always like that at the beginning. I'll make up for it over the next couple of days (promise!).
Right now it's 3.40 AM and I'm sleepless in Sydney, still writing away. But it's a nice kind of sleeplessness; I know I'm getting somewhere at last and that's the best feeling a writer can have. Like dreaming in the void.