I didn't realise my writing would be so sinister, apologies for that, I'm merely writing about all things me and you'll learn that much of that comes out very sarcastic and downcast.
I have been on the verge of closing a chapter, that was dear to my heart for a long time, over the past year - toying with the pros and cons it would leave me with. However, there is a simple factor that makes it impossible - I don't want to close it at all. (I am not going to go into detail because this dilemma covers all manners of things, and it's not solely based on one thing.)
So why am I discussing this now, if I'm not going to spill any juicy details?
This is my way of getting these words out of my system and venting a small empty space of the internet - and maybe it'll make you feel better that you aren't as peculiar as me -
The chapter I am referring to had been fizzling out on it's own and I was fighting the inevitable end, so working hard to keep it as interesting as it could be. Once I realised that this was more of a one sided effort and was not helping me in the slightest, I knew I had to let go. I managed to distance myself from the situation and did so for quite some time, yet reopened the can of worms recently. I thought I was ready for the consequences (or deluded into hoping that it was all going to be dandy), however it has not improved anything.
Maybe I just have to bite the bullet (apologies for all the daft sayings and cliches) and put an end to it all.
I always retain a ray of hope in situations, so hopefully this can be reopened in the future - the book just needs some more padding and preamble.
I hope you are all more cheerful than me this rainy Thursday evening,
SRJ
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