Samsara

I'm into finding free ways to advertise lately. Putting yourself out there is the most important step in making the right connections that will get you an audience/agent/publishing contract. So, I apologize if it gets repetitive, but you will occasionally see entries here from me asking you to do me a favor...

I made a fan page for Web Serials on facebook, admittedly with the intention of promoting the web serials of my friends and myself... and any other related sites people happen to post there. I'd love it if you'd fan the page, and possibly suggest it to any of your friends who you think might be interested :)

Also, I've thought about making a video trailer for TPaL... I hope I have a lot of freedom in my advanced editing class this semester, cause that would be a sweet way to viral market. And fun to make!

Anyway... I've been feeling this "sweet spot" Uncle Rob mentioned in my horoscope last week. Only, I feel like it's more of a flood of creativity than a flow. I have so many ideas popping into my brain, and so many things I'm excited about, that I'm finding it hard to focus. My goal was to finish TPaL (in .doc format) by the end of August, but with less than a week left, I don't know if that's going to happen. I'm overwhelmed by my own creativity right now; sitting down and working on one project only is a kind of torture, but working on several at a time produces less satisfying results.

I need to play. The Hierophant, as I've mentioned before, was never intended to be any good. It was written for fun. And it ended up being one of the best things I've ever written. Its sequel, The Tower, is not coming quite as smoothly, because I have so much invested in the trilogy at this point. I need to find that place again- stress-free, worry-free, no-pressure writing. TPaL started out that way, but as I've fallen more deeply in love with the story and characters, I can't stand the thought of hurting them by producing a mediocre chapter by accident.

I think this is why I've been writing poems lately (I don't, as a general rule, write any poetry at all). And why a million and one bits of inspiration have been coming to me, for stories I've yet to write. I do need to play, but I cannot use that as an excuse to stall on my current projects. I'm a writer, through easy times and hard times. I love my babies, and I refuse to prevent them from growing up simply because I can't stand to see them flawed. It's like my tattoo artist said the other day: sometimes you see a child, and they're so beautiful, and their skin is so young and perfect, and you never want them to get a tattoo even though tattoos are a perfectly acceptable thing in your world. But some day they will grow up and decide for themselves what to do with their skin, and you will find out that they are perfect in your eyes because you love them, no matter what their skin looks like. Flaws, even, can add more beauty- more life- to a face.

I need to look at some of that macro portrait photography where every pore and hair follicle and flaw is visible...