Writing–progress, I guess.

Been a bit quiet because the past few days have been – well, rough.

So last Wednesday, I picked up Future Found to work on it again and there was an instant sense of fear. Working on this was part of the series of events that triggered my depression in March, and I've not really done any focussed writing since. What would it mean?

My two fabulous beta readers had given me some incredible insights, and they fit in with some bib and bobs that had been flitting through my mind as well. It all coalesced and I realised the depths of what is actually going on in this series. Always nice to know what it is you're writing about [image error]

So far, I've done the first five chapters and there's been some dramatic changes. I'm not sure how much will filter through this particular book – these are more impacting on the overall storyarc than this first of three acts, but I like some of the intriguing ideas the characters are making me consider. I really do feel that I'm stretching the old writing muscles, challenging myself and getting some good stuff done.

Unfortunately, it has all helped trigger the depression again. To be expected I guess – we all feel a little blue when we're forced to leave holidays or happy things behind and get onto the real work again. I've written more about that here.

That said, there's still some fun to be have with Future Found, so I'll keep ploughing on. I particularly like some of the dynamics that are growing in the relationship between my hero and his father – there's the opportunity for some major fireworks later on.

Ah – does anyone fight like family does?