A change coming

A change is coming to the course of my writing. Fiction has dried up on me, and non-fiction is opening up. For the time being, that’s the direction I feel I need to take.

In the not too distant future, I’ll be starting a new website and blog about my experiences with, and recovery from, depression. There’s a lot to be said that needs to be, and a lot of people who could be helped (or at least not feel so alone) by my story.

I got lucky. I have a psychiatrist who is very close to the cutting edge of the field, and I was given an opportunity to try a new method of diagnosing my problems. I learned A LOT, and my treatment was changed completely.

In some ways, I’m not the guy who wrote horror novels anymore. I’m the guy who COULD (if the muse was around), but doesn’t NEED to write them. My demons are in check now.

When everything is in place, I’ll be sure to drop a note here to let you know where to find me…unless you know me personally, and then you already know where I am. Creepy.

Eventful

Well, its 2016. How did this happen?

The news on my end mostly involves my divorce being completed, now in the process of moving, and the job is going well. I’m still not doing any writing, and I feel terrible about that.

Going from being a consultant to the 9-5 life is much more difficult than expected. Your free time really is compressed, and there’s not a lot of time to write if you want to get any sleep, or decompress from the daily commute. Weekends become precious, and I find there’s little enough time to get chores done, socialize a little, and fill in the sleep deficit, to find time to write.

Right now, the passion isn’t there. I still have all the stories, notes, half finished projects, but not the drive to work on them. Something seems to be slipping back into gear, but it is too soon to say much about it. After all, it could be that I just bought myself a swanky new fountain pen.

I hope all is well with you.