Because my writing has been on a serious hiatus, and now that I’m ready to delve back in with full force, I have no idea where to begin. I’m taking a workshop in Philadelphia with Aimee LaBrie (award-winning author of Wonderful Girl) and I’m so overwhelmed with assignments, writing prompts, reading suggestions and, alas, submitting my own work. The first session went extremely well and the group is comprised of 12 writers with vastly different backgrounds. I was surprised at how my workshop know-how kicked right in and I left feeling exhilarated and ready to pound out thousands of words this week.
I’ve begun by flipping through old notebooks from grad school, re-reading some of my old work and making marginal notes and studying those go-to short stories that I’ve read a million times. It feels good, and now that I have all this time on my hands, I’m hoping this time, I won’t let such a long stretch of time go by without a single word written. All those stories and ideas up in my head have to find a home at some point, right?
Here’s to ass in chair, losing track of the hours, a sore neck and the tap-tap-tapping of my keyboard.
Cheers.