I don’t know how it happened, Gentle Reader, but I’ve begun reading and writing again.  And it’s a strange thing, because it’s as if no time has passed at all, that I haven’t spent an entire year or more in a steady state of depression about it.  But on my 40th birthday, I wrote six pages of Marvel Among the Demons, a new introduction, in fact, and I’ve been working on revising what I do have (198 pages, about half the novel) a little bit each day.  And I’m reading, too, for fun: I finished Conspiracy of Us in just a couple of nights.  Not my former “tear through a novel in a few hours” self, but still, reading for fun again!!

But like I’ve said, I don’t know how it happened.  I just woke up one day and was ready to write again.  Ready to read for fun again in real bursts of reading, not a chapter or two at a time, but 70-100 pages at a time.  I read fast, I always have, and I can demolish a 400-page book in just a few hours.  But some of that, as I just recently speculated on Facebook, was my OCD I think, and now that I’m in treatment, some of those behaviors are gone.

This is good, for certain, but as I also said on Facebook this morning, part of me misses those 6 hours of straight writing, or all-night reading sessions.  The focus, the drive, the will to get those things done was a lot of my obsessiveness rearing its ugly head.  Now I just have to go about it the old-fashioned way: one bite at a time.

One of my goals for the New Year is to finish Marvel, and resume blogging.  Fingers crossed that I can keep up with both goals! 🙂


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