Crawling out of the metaphorical tunnel that is my writing process, an epiphany occurred to me: Time is irrelevant, it always has been. “A New Beginning…” has always existed, will exist, and has already ceased to exist. That being the case, I have nothing more to write; yet everything to write. February 3rd will arrive, and fade, just as all days eventually do. When the time comes, I have no doubt that it will fade the way I always knew it would….
With regard to my writing progress, the novel is now 1/3 of the way to completion. Go figure, that 2/3 of the novel still floats around in the backwater of my consciousness…. Each chapter that flows from my mind, frees my focus. In the end, my mind will be clear and ready to tackle seven adventures. That, of course, is a story for another day….
In the meantime, I seek to wrap up what began more than half-a-year ago. “The Past, Present, and Future,” eventually will come to a close. From every ending, though, there is “A New Beginning…” Next week, the journey continues on its path to what can only be described as its ultimate climax. The reader, of course, will be the final judge.
As of yet, I have focused on verse. Prose, though, has always been a shadowy figure lurking at the poker table of life. Finally revealing itself to be a chimera, the figure has called my bet. Now, it is my turn to answer. In the upcoming weeks, I will unveil my film influences followed by my literary influences. Each of which, will shed new light on my novel and my writing process in general.
Years from now, this little project may only be a footnote, or a non-starter. On the flip side, it may be everything that I always purported it would be. If you’ve liked my poetry, you should know that I have worked to make the novel its perfect genetic match (or if you like, the Yang to the poet’s Yin). It hasn’t been an easy task, but it sure has sparked my creative juices. I suppose there are worse ways to indulge one’s self. “A New Beginning…” will be finished in the coming months. It is only a matter of time….
Join me, starting on August 11th, for a weekly countdown to the end. Five film influences, followed by five literary influences, followed by yet another project. In the end, much will be revealed. Still, though, only the novel will illuminate the true meaning of: “The Past, Present, and Future.” For now, I leave you with one more poem:
Life Springs Eternal
today I died
tomorrow I rest
that I cannot
all that is
and all that
revealing a truth
not yet realized
and not soon