Staring at a blank page is often a challenge, and yet, here I am again. It seems a long time since I've been here. I've been keeping the creativity at bay, putting other things in higher priority for some time now, and that really has to stop. Time to let things flow again. I've been reading a lot of writings from a friend who is far away and he writes and inspires with his writing, and that is certainly saying something. As I read his works, I start to itch. I wish that I was more naturally poetic or that I was focusing my energy more on words, and so here I am again.
Winter is coming.
Not just to quote Game of Thrones, but to renew my energies, for once I am glad it is coming. I am looking forward to days stuck inside with books and writing. It stretches ahead of me like an oasis, and yet I still dread the coming darkness, despite how good it will ultimately be for my soul. The darkness and isolation should help me to keep my focus in the coming months. I am anxious to review my previous thoughts and writings and continue with my novel and the work on my screenplay. I've promised myself 2000 words daily, and that seems a very reasonable goal. This page will be a primer in the beginning, a place to get the words flowing before delving into the stories, and perhaps to explore themes and ideas more in depth as I consider where I am going with these grand visions I have. What will it be first? The vampire capitalist? Lost Lilith? The forgotten angels? Or the automatic pipe organ maker myth? Or perhaps the tales of the Greek Gods in the Caribbean? So many stories waiting to be told, they are overflowing in my head. I'm anxious to give one life, but I want their lives to have purpose and meaning.
I think the vampire is where I really must begin, don't you? It's a long time coming. And I must work on the others a bit here and there as well, but the vampire really deserves a true beginning to his long life. My dear Dorian. Time to give expression to your ideals and time to have them come crashing down when faced with the energies of others. I know your soul my Dear Dorian, but your idealistic view of capitalism has manifested in ways that you could never have predicted. Your life was a sad one, your existence since has been even sadder. What will you do when you see the flaws that others see in you? Can you convince them of your ultimate righteousness? Perhaps. Heaven knows you WILL try Dear Dorian, and I will be with you the entire way. So let us begin....
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