I know it's been a long time. Nothing to write about...and that's a problem in more ways than one.
I'm currently reading Donald Miller's A Million Miles in a Thousand Years. If you haven't you should. 1,- because it's a good book and 2- because none of this will make sence if you haven't read it.
But this book speaks to my heart. I can relate to writing all of my ideas on paper only to find that others have been living their lives in reality as I lived mine on a computer screen. I can relate to wanting a bigger story. I can relate to saving a few cats, but thinking,- what for? The audience will root for me, but is the audience rooting for?
I need a bigger story. Well acutally, I feel like I need a story period. I've ceased to live life since coming home. Hence the lack of blogs.
No Donald Miller, if you are reading this, I don't need life to write, just the opposite. But it's the lack of enthusiasm caused by living life that had kept me from writing.
I don't know how my big story should go, but I've known for years that it's out there. I'm looking for it. And in the meantime I'm hunting for creative scenes.
(See, I told you it wouldn't make sence)