“Spence, I know what you need,” Uncle Lee said gently. “Put
your problem out of your mind for a time and come with me to Every Trick over
in Hermival. We’ll bask in the vellichor and not think about anything but
finding the very most mysterious long-forgotten books.”
Happy Halloween/Helloween/Samhain from Ornery Owl
notes if you want 'em
The paragraph above is doomed to become part of my latest WIP, Cosmically Bonded, a cursed novella or novel that is a not particularly well-disguised nudge and wink with tongue planted firmly in cheek fic written with love for my Wincesty friends. Thus far, the story has been fraught with peril as I had to shelve it for a time to concentrate on writing Silent Scream, my contribution for consideration in The Colour Out of Deathlehem anthology.
Whenever I have to backburner a story, I end up anxious that I may permanently abandon it. The truth is, I have many more abandoned stories than published ones. Some may eventually get a second chance at life. Most will not.
Wanting to give all the stories and craft ideas in my mind a chance and wanting to hang around and help my son are the two driving forces behind my nightly dyslexic agnostic existential crisis. I don't really sit up pondering whether or not there's a dog. I sit up wishing that my son and I could be together always, wondering how many of my stories I'll be able to bring to life, and whether I'll ever be anything but a crushing disappointment and an embarrassment to my family.
And that, my fiends and foes, is as real as it gets.
Honestly, I don't want anyone telling me not to think that way, proselytizing (it won't work) or trying to "comfort" me by telling me that I and my ideas will be snuffed out and return to compounds. That one really doesn't work. My body will be, sure, but I'm not convinced that one's consciousness/essence/soul just fucks off for good and all. I prefer to believe in the possibility of the continuation of the soul, so let's just leave it at that.
~Ornery Owl~
The Icky, Sticky, Nit-Picky Legalese If You Please (Or Don't Please)
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