I’m almost 6 months into this thing, my experiment in digital story telling, and in that time I’ve realized something. If I’m honest, I knew it from the beginning, but I couldn’t quite edit myself (something I hear is hard for lots of new writers). I had to try this thing out, see how it felt to write to an audience week after week.
And here’s what I’ve found.
I am obsessed with fiction. Like, unreasonably obsessed with it. And I want to write it and get paid for it one day. I want it to be my profession.
I also love non-fiction stories. The supposedly true tales that I tell in Two Truths, the little section of this newsletter I devoted to the macabre and the absurd. But, in the language of the Bible, I can not serve two masters. Namely because I have a day job, and the few hours that I scrounge together to write can’t be spent painstakingly researching the paranormal. I get too tired by the end of the night.
Up until now, I’ve vacillated between the two, sprinkling in more of one and then the other, alternating weeks or months depending on how things are going. But last week I had a moment. You know the type. Where you realize that you can’t do everything all at once. So heretofore, this newsletter will be devoted to the books I read and the stories I write. To fiction. My true love.
If you’re disappointed, I’m sorry to have led you on. It’s not you. It’s me. Or…however that one goes. I hope you’ll stick around for the stories. If you don’t I understand, and I wish you luck in your paranormal journeys.
For today, happy Wednesday and happy reading.
P.S. I will finish the story of Whitley Strieber’s abduction account. That piece will be coming next week.
Understand completely. I'm in a similar boat with my own work. It's tough fitting it all in. Happy writing :-)
I'll be reading!