Relaunch

I get many book ideas. Sometimes I even start these books. I might write a few chapters, and my brain might “write” a few more, perhaps even the ending, that never actually makes it out of my brain and into writing. I haven’t published anything in quite a while. I used to be very prolific. I used to actually transform thoughts into actions and share my work with people, be it music or poetry or academic writing. To a large degree, being in the wrong types of relationships with the wrong types of people has silenced me for many years, almost completely silencing my music, muffling my muse and giving way to a phantom academic at best. Academic writing was a welcome addition to my writing abilities, but while I wish to continue to nurture this ability, I also wish to revive my muse and start making some beautiful noise again.

I have invited my muse to come live inside my head again, and we have begun making some beautiful noise together and doing a little bit of creative writing. I have also begun to get rid of some of the garbage that has been holding me back. I am surrounding myself with people who inspire me and who do not let me get away with making excuses, which brings me to the purpose of this two-paragraph preface. Another book idea entered my brain today and immediately the other side of my brain, which I often referred to as the practical side, shot it down with: “How many books are you going to start that you never finish?” “How many book ideas can you possibly entertain at once?” “When are you ever going to have time for that?” “Don’t you think you should finish your last piece of academic writing first?”

My muse has apparently been taking lessons from my almost constant companion who generally discourages excuse making, offers solutions to obstacles and who often channels Yoda by saying “Do or do not, there is no try”. She retorted: “No excuses! This must be written! This is important! And yes, she needs to finish writing all of those things and she will and this is how. Blog it. Write it. Edit it. Commit to doing at least one of these each day, even if just a little. Write! Other people share these same experiences and they need to know they’re not alone. You need to know you’re not alone. Write. Throw on your proverbial Nike’s and “Just Do It!” ®

Do what, you ask. Write about what? Everything. But, in the process of trying to relaunch into writing this blog again, I accidentally opened up a new blog, which launched another brainchild. Create a different blog for each topic. So, without further adieu, may I introduce you to my newest book idea about to get its own blog: When Parents Grow Old and Get Crazy.