Almost Halloween...

Well, here it is almost Halloween and I'm no further along on the WIP than the last time I checked in. Amazing.

However, I do tend to visit many of my characters around holidays. It's actually kind of fun to look at the holiday through the lens of another. For those that have either read Soul of Evil or Tales of Bedlam, or have encountered the characters... well at least Nick... you'll understand why he'd come to mind this time of year. Those that have encountered him in some form or another would assume that this would be a favorite holiday for him... what with the dark and spooky and all. As Nick would say, assuming is tacky.

Dark.. I'll give that. He's a biiiig fan of dark. Spooky, not so much, though he does tend to smile scaring the hell out of someone. No, he's not a nice guy! He actually looks at Halloween from a slightly older stand point. It's a celebration yes, but it's also a time that he tends to reflect a bit. Yes, yes, in that dark broody way.

Of course there is a party and it's true to Nick. Elegant, expensive, classy and with a surprise for dessert. Yes, Nick knows how to dance... sheesh. Yes, people do clamour to attend it. He's oddly popular. Least you think him all dark, let me paint a picture for you.

He'd be dressed in deep green, creams and copper. Velvets and silks. A eye catching sight as he glides easily through the guests, glass in hand. Light from hundreds of candles reflect off his hair and add a sparkle to his eyes. Music playing delicately in the background.

Get the picture? Not the dark, spooky image I'm sure you had in mind.

However, even I cannot see him handing out candy to kids. It's not he has anything against kids, it's that he's not fond of candy frankly.  I also have a hard time seeing him attempting to carve a pumpkin. I think there would be a fair amount of hissing and lip curling frankly.

I, on the other hand, am going to be passing out candy tomorrow night. We don't get a lot of kids at my house, so the few that come by will get a handful. The weather and the fact it falls in the middle of the week kinda bone the holiday.

Who knows.... maybe some of the other characters will drop by... I never know.

Just popping in...

The spirit is willing but the flesh... not so much. Frankly with life being what it is I haven't gotten a lick of anything done on Restart. I mean nothing.

I'm now at the point where I look at myself and ask if I am really a writer... or if I just want to be seen that way so badly that I've deluded myself.

Aren't writers... real writers I mean... supposed to like writ frequently? At least every other day or so. That's sure what it seems like it's supposed to be. Me... I have all this life stuff going on... work and family and stuff. I never seem to be able to let my mind relax enough to actually go into creative mode any more.

So.. am I a fraud? Am I deluding myself? Who knows.... frankly at this point, who cares. I suppose eventually I'll get back to the writing... not that there is a major rush... I don't have people beating down my door for my work... hell... sadly my own family hasn't even read my first book.

I feel I'm a ... I dunno what... fraud I guess is the only word. I'm sharing this and it'd be nice if someone out there in cyber-space commented.... maybe gave me some hope or something, but I'm not holding my breath.