Dark Inspiration

[cathschaffstump]

I'd like to thank everyone who's been kind enough to offer up support during my road to medical discovery. I appreciate it.

I was hit with some serious inspiration last night as we were driving back from Bryon's uncle's visitation. About anything familial gets me spinning right now, which is why my writing seems to be frenetic at the moment. I'm not wild about this. In general, I am tortoise steady with my projects. To be this frenetic makes me feel a poser, a bit.

In the dark of night, sitting in the car, the wind whistling outside my window, it occurs to me that now is the time to write a darker book than Gossamer can be. I continue to amass my Norwegian research. I'm enjoying that, and all of this will make good gumbo (good ludefisk? Is there such a thing?) eventually.

But no. This time in my life is a time to work on melodrama, anger, regret, and revenge; and I need characters who are going through those things. I thought I would return to The Empty Horizon. With a new dimension from how I first envisioned it, this retelling would include magic.

And the floodgates opened. And characters started whispering in my ears. And I realized I had a lot of work to do, but it seemed to me that this was a good path. So, that's what I will do.

For the curious, more information about The Empty Horizon follows.

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Go with it!