Before The Lights Go Out
Writing to me is like chocolate ice cream on a hot day – it’s delicious. I always wish for more.
Since 2006 when all this blogging started, my purpose has shifted, changed, gotten lost in the jungle. In an attempt to get back on track, I’ve taken a stab at creating order from chaos. And much like moving house to start over, I’m re-writing, revising, improving, fine tuning and plunking down what I hope is nothing but the good stuff on a second blog, even though I sadly neglect it for days and months at a time.
These are my Lara and Ainslee stories, about sisters who are in and out of each others lives, based (perhaps not loosely enough) on the relationship between my real life sister and myself. Turns out I don’t know her as well as I thought I did and getting into someone else’s head is hard. So it’s turning out to be about 90% from Lara’s perspective.
Also thought making things up was what I did better than anyone else I know, but that’s turning out to be hard too. It has to ring true, even when it’s not, or it’s just not worth reading.
Who knew this would all turn out to be so much like work? But it’s cold, sweet, creamy chocolate work and I don’t want it to ever be finished. Happily for me, I’m such a blabber-mouth, there’s no end in sight.