Wow. It’s been a minute hasn’t it? Huh… This is a bit like coming back to a home you had to leave quickly. One that has been attacked by ninjas or something. Or like that scene in Godzilla where Ford and his dad come back to the house they evacuated years before. Everything is covered with moss and dust. There’s a tree growing out of my Blog now.
I think i might just leave it there. It adds to the ambience.
So. What’s new folks? Anybody out there?
Right. Just me. Talking primarily to myself as usual.
So. I got married. That’s new since the last time. She’s wonderful and I love her dearly. And pretty soon here I will be moving to be with her. And it’s KINDA a big move. I don’t want to say too much right now because it will require a lot of paperwork and many other things including a huge psychological upheaval. But i’m excited. Really excited.
Ummm… I’m still working on pumping out more fiction. So there’s that. But it’s been slow going. I’ve gone back to the basics. I don’t know if i mentioned it here or not, but when i wrote the first four Meg Brown stories, they were all jotted down in a little moleskine notebook by hand, in pen. Seeing as i have been having a lot of trouble getting things moving with the writing in a more traditional sense, i have decided to go back to writing things in pen. Somewhere in the archives you may see a visual representation of exactly what i mean. Maybe i will post another pic of what it currently means.
For any of you who are interested (all… umm… one of you anyway) i am using a nice midnight blue Leuchiturm 1917 dotted journal and a Pilot Metropolitan Fine tip Fountain pen. It really seems to do the work, though keeping my handwriting legible is a bit of a struggle so i have adopted the additional technique of using dip pen Calligraphy as a meditative aid before setting into writing.
I know. I’m a total nerd. But i’m quite okay with that.
In any case, i found a podcast with Neil Gaiman who mentioned writing longhand and i remembered that connection between yourself, the silence, the pen, the paper. And off to the races i went.
You can find a link to the podcast in question here: https://tim.blog/2019/03/28/neil-gaiman/ I hope it works.
And i am learning Norwegian. I love the language. It’s like what would happen if German and Hobbit had a linguistic baby. It bubbles. If you haven’t heard a native Norwegian speak, get yourself on a plane and go immediately to Oslo.
Oh yeah… and then there is the Bullet Journal. My wifey – who i think i mentioned is the awesomest – got me into Bullet Journalling and I absolutely love it. It is, again, that connection between the pen and the paper, organizing your thoughts like you’re carefully cooking a meal. And working… well… slow. When you’re typing stuff you can throw in everything but the kitchen sink toting elephant and half the time you aren’t even aware. Hand cramping and watching letters form on a page makes you think slower, more deliberately and it’s fantastic though i often admit to horrible episodes of rambling and repetition which annoys me to know end when i finally discover it ages later.
What does this all mean? Well… quite simply that i will have a LOT more things to talk about in the future. I hope. Provided i actually keep up with it this time. But don’t hold your breath on that score. I kind of like disappearing for a while to come back and find out what’s changed in the meantime. Usually the thing that’s changed the most is me. And that’s pretty nice to find out too.
Well, that’s all for now. Hope you like it and can stay tuned. There may be more to come.