Our Castles On Our Hills

As you probably know, Iโ€™ve got a novel I’m trying desperately to finish. Working at that, this has been nice listening – one song from among music I play often in the background. It’s a lovely indie cover version of Ed Sheeran’s “Castle On The Hillโ€:

Re-reading and correcting the draft, a few times I have gotten misty-eyed… or worse. And, damn it, that was exactly what I was aiming for in those spots. I thought: if you donโ€™t make yourself cry as the writer (someone else once said), how can you hope to make readers do so?

What was a year ago often a formless mess that also existed in parts only in my head, now is nearly all on the (almost 600) pages. I have experienced unexpected inspirations along the way while writing that led me to add what I hadn’t expected to write, and those have only – I believe – made it all better. You nailed that… I do at times think as I reread it.

Tweaking this bit, filling that out more, searching for a slightly tighter way to say that, is where I am now. Nearly two years I’ve been at this and at some point in the coming weeks I do know I’m going to have to call it a day and type the final letter. Yet in some ways I don’t want to get there… because I know if I never do, I can always “fix it” just a little more…

[From the copyright page to the upcoming Tomorrow The Grace.]

If you have read my previous magnum opus novel, you probably have a better sense here of what I’m talking about above. Back with that one, I had then thought I had pulled out all the stops. It turns out now that I hadn’t: with this one I have I believe apparently even more lost my mind.๐Ÿ˜‚

Once it is released, I’m feeling that, as in 2017, I’m going to need another year or so again to recover before I will be able to write another single word. Yet again, I am shattered. However, unless you are a speed reader, this latest book – my fifth and my longest so far – will probably occupy you for many months.

[All of the previous. From the upcoming Tomorrow The Grace.]

And that is why I am here: my books. I try to take my own advice: if you wish to write, you must commit yourself fully and throw yourself into it fearlessly. So within all of those pages is who I am, what I am about, and what I want to say.

[Windham, New York, December 5, 2018, 6:21 pm. Photo by me.]

Above all, I hope they entertain – which in the final analysis is the ultimate point to all of this. I think I know where mine is. Where is your castle on the hill?

Have a good weekend, wherever you are. ๐Ÿ™‚