Writing

When I first got laid off four years ago, I felt I had pretty much lost interest in writing. My day job had taken most for my energy for years, and the desire to write seemed to have withered.

But I felt I had to use my new free time, so I tried to get back to writing. It's been a long, slow, difficult process, during which I had to keep pushing myself. I still have four stories that should be done by now, but aren't; and there is still a novel to finish.

But the current troll story is filling my mind and demanding to be written. It's the old pressure and obsession. I can't stop thinking about the darn thing, and I have a feeling it won't let me alone till it's all written.

This isn't true about every story. I have another one about valet parking in space which is coming slowly, but many halts.

And I have the four unfinished stories and the novel.

Still and all, I seem to have become a writer again.