I have always jokingly identified myself as "chronologically impaired." Surfing the internet this afternoon I realized that I haven't written anything here in almost three weeks. I can't believe how fast time has passed. It's amazing how the state of mind has an effect on the perception of time.
When your running late you can't get the clock to slow down, the later you are, the faster the seconds count off. But when your stuck some where, waiting, it takes forever. Minutes seem like hours, dragging painfully slow.
But when your hard at work in a labor of love, your perpetually lost in the moment. There is no passage of time, there is only the pleasure of each stroke of the brush, each strike of the hammer, each keystroke.
Last month I announced the release of my Book of Shadows. In that announcement, I mentioned I had taken a break from my "current" writing project to finish it. Well I didn't waste anytime time, and dove head first back into the current project, my second book: Carcer Via, an inmates guide to the craft.
Unlike the Auguris, I actually "write" words, sentences and paragraphs too. And finally I am satisfied. It's finally good enough, for now. I'm finally in the final stage of finalizing the final draft. More details as they develop.
Thank you Lord and Lady for the "auto save feature."