This morning I got a wake up call. Not the kind that gets you out of bed, mind you. This was the metaphoric kind. Although it was still on the phone.
My long-time internet writing buddy J. Dane Tyler (aka DarcKnyt) was afraid that I had fallen off the face of the Earth, so he put on his internet sleuthing jacket and tracked down my phone number. You see, we’ve never actually spoken before. All in all it was really nice to talk to an old friend for the first time. I have to admit though, his voice sounded way different than I expected. I had imagined a cross between James Earl Jones and an Irish priest. As it ends up, his voice sounds nothing like that.
I’ve been thinking about dusting off the old writing skills for a while now, and I don’t know if this is what he was meaning to do, but I think his phone call was just the kick in the pants I was needing.
Anyway, I’m starting up the habit of writing every day again. That means I’ll finally get this novel finished and I’ll be able to move on to the legion of other stories that have been waiting their turn to get out of my head and onto a page. I’m already a thousand words or so into Chapter 60, so I should be able to post it Friday.
We’ve been keeping you all in our prayers.