I’ve been crazy busy for the past month, out searching for a more permanent home for the family and barely at my desk, so I haven’t had the right kind of time for writing Substacks. And although I’ve had to take a hiatus from the novel I’m writing, I’m 32,000 words in and feeling good about actually finishing it some time in the next year. Until then, my mind aches for the descriptive magic of fiction, which works as a soothing balm for the damage wrought by a world that never seems to run out of exhausting nonsense, applied through a firehose.
Love it. My mind went in so many different directions, and it jogged my mind about a recent conversation about Feudalism and the the Dark Ages. Keep writing...this piece had so many wonderful elements. (Like a Miyasaki movie.)
Love it. My mind went in so many different directions, and it jogged my mind about a recent conversation about Feudalism and the the Dark Ages. Keep writing...this piece had so many wonderful elements. (Like a Miyasaki movie.)