So I got married not too long ago. It was a physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausting time, as we decided to hold it in a garden, doing as much of it ourselves as possible. I think this was to save money, it's all a blur now. This has been an operation over a year in the making, with regular trips to the house at weekends to begin preparing the garden, booking things in, arranging every last decoration, while on off days we would paint banners. A huge team effort in the end, for a mildly hobbit themed wedding.
One of the biggest takeaways for me was that I full on cried for the first time in seven years. That’s a long time to go without eye leakage. And, as I acknowledged in my speech (I wish someone had recorded that for posterity as I can’t remember any of it!) perhaps being in tune with your emotions is a good thing after all. I may joke about being a Vulcan but it turns out I might be human after all. This isn’t exactly a revelation to most people, but it’s nice to very publicly be outed as a human and acknowledge these old emotions of mine.
What the hell is the relevance of all this, you ask? Well, it can only make one a better writer to be more emotionally literate and expressive, so I am determined to take every lesson and good feeling from a wonderful couple of weeks through the rest of my life, and to bring characters to life in the little stories that I am trying to write.
Just a sign off really, but I thought it might be nice to keep y’all informed. Writing has been slow lately, mainly because of the big wedding and all the work we had to put into it, also trying to find any space in the house for the wedding presents. Furthermore, I’m trying to find more regular paid work to supplement my current income, and we all know how a job hunt takes up time.
WIP: getting through the fourth and the fifth draft, will aim to have it to beta readers by the end of November, if not sonner.
Considering NaNoWriMo (dependent on above). Either to start a new novel or to write some short stories.