“Old Friends, Living on Unborrowed Time…”
That’s a line from a song I wrote about 20 years ago. I wonder if that’s still knocking around…I probably should look for it. I write this in a mood of sorts, but not a completely bad one.
I finished the most recent (probably more than a dozen times now) edit of a new manuscript. Yes, I know “Legend of the Black Swan” is out in the wild and available at Sunbury Press Books (click on the underlines there, hint, hint). And yes, I have had some lovely feedback so far. I have a book event at StoryKeeper LLC in Marietta this Saturday, and I’m finally starting to come down from several days of madness.
Where to begin? Well, let’s start with this manuscript. I had a long and overdue talk with my wonderful actress friend Alex Cremer (check out the world-famous actress there), and she’s kindly agreed to do some developmental editing work for said script. I need a New York set of eyes, and Alex has been there for 30 years, and she can help me with accuracy, logistics, and filling in the gaps.
Great to talk with her again…and yes, this particular script has been around for over a decade. I am still not sure how this measures up to my other work, but I feel like something good about this one is coming. It is more readable for an audience I never intended it to be for, but Alex will be the first to read it. So we’ll see what she thinks.
We got to talk a little bit about what she’s doing, and we talked about the hustle of acting, working, doing this, doing that, and all that stuff. Yeah, it is a hustle, life is one. Bill Nighy likes to say, “Don’t forget to disco…” I’ll leave him to it.
But yeah, there’s a lot to consider, and right now, I am of the mind of thinking about how to best move forward. Work is never work for me; this is what I do: radio, writing, editing, recording, repeat.
I owe no one my time, but myself. I write for me, as I explained to Alex, and I have a publisher that actually seems to like what I’ve done so far. I can only hope for more.
Not because I need the money, or the fame, or the ego boost. I guess we were trying to figure out what do we write? Why do we create as we do? What drives us?
Everyone’s different. I write for me, because it’s my best and cheapest therapy, and I feel like I have something to share, to offer. Maybe to make shit better in this world.
I’m still working on the mess that I am, but at least the mania isn’t as bad, the depression isn’t quite so powerful and crushing, and I no longer feel alone. I’ve not been “alone” for years, and rather like it this way.
The podcasts keep me busy, and it motivates me to read a bit more. So much to read, but also so much to write, to drag out of what’s left of this brain. I’ll see.
My surgery is set for mid-August, and should be a simple affair, with a few weeks of “recovery.” Like I’ll have time for it.
I do have two trips this fall and winter to make to New England, one a spur-of-the-moment idea that has become something cool. I’ll write about it when we get there.
Anyway, I must get my levels down to an acceptable tone…more writing, more stuff…
Hey, check out the pages of the website, and do look in on my new book, and of course, Alex.
Peace, Out.