It's happening, finally, I think.
Maybe.
I want to be an author. It has been a dream of mine on and off for a while. Largely off as it never seemed like something that was real. Books weren't written by people. They are created outside my limited perspective and land in my hands at a shop. The idea that I could manifest one of these tomes and have that happen to others is very exciting and I want it to happen. Yet I am at an impass. It's hard. Very hard. The more I learn the harder it seems. But I am not one to shy away from hard work. I'm more the type that stalls when I don't know how to proceed. And I already know that is going to happen a lot throughout my growth. I almost called it a journey like I want it to end. Off to a great start.
I want to write for a living. I want that book and its bretheren in my hands and on my shelves. I want to create and this is the best way I know how to excell at that. I think.
Anyway, I'm off track. My goal is to be a novel writer of fantasy. This blog is not the goal and I do worry that it will serve as a distraction from my goal. A deceptive form of productivity that could derail my progress. So I have a rule; I will not write more words here than that which exist in my ficition. So any readers of this blog can see my progress and know that I have alteast achieved that much in prose towards my goal.
Wish me luck but if you have some spare talent to throw my way, I won't say no to the help.
Matthew D Masters.
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