For this blog entry, I would like to touch on a few areas in my writing journey that have recently moved me closer to my dream which I believe will one day be true. 

Control what you can. I will say it again mostly for dramatic purpose. Control what you can. Like anything in life, if you commit yourself to something, I believe you will realize one of the following three things. You will either drown, survive or thrive. 

For me, I can't control the things I drown in, so fuck them. As for the things I survive in, like jobs etc., well that's fine I guess, as long as they continue to provide a means to that which brings me true purpose. 

This brings me to thrive. 

For me, writing is what completes my very soul and it is because of that that I believe. One day, I think my writing will give me back all that I have given to it, which for me is nothing short of my very being and soul. 

I am not writing this to discourage, but on the contrary. I feel that something is beginning to happen and all I have to do is keep my foot on the gas before I run out of gas. If I can inspire someone else out there to do the same, then that would be a shitload of cool in my books.

I am currently working on a new stand-alone novel that is pushing me beyond the limits I have currently reached. I hope that some or even one, will one day soon discover my calls to the universe through my writing. The greatest response to this call that I could ever ask for, would be a tip of the hat to my stories.

...And here is a great truth I will now divulge about my current state of affairs.

In my current work in progress, I am diving deep into the concept of the muse as a real and tangible being in the universe that thrives on us, the artist. It needs us as much as we need it. 

This story - my story, is that of a muse that comes from the beginning of time. He is one who gives to the artist, the very thing that can bring peace to the artist - to create art for the purpose of fulfilling an inner need of the soul, a million times greater than the need an alcoholic has for that first drink in the approach of evening.

REVEAL

My new work of progress is a work of dramatic horror. 

Its title is...

THE INVOCATION OF KHALON POHL

“The blank page tortures the artist - the absence of expression, death to him.”

MK Schultz


...Coming in 2022


The dream is true!

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