I’m writing fiction again.
I used to write constantly — stories, mostly. I wanted to write a novel but I never could get one going. I think I was intimidated by the architecture of it — how to sustain a plot.
Having kids was the main reason, or I guess I should say the first reason, I stopped writing.
Drinking was a way to cope with being a parent, and I only realize now how much energy it sucked out of me. I thought it was helping me.
About a month ago, I suddenly started writing a screenplay, which I have never done before. I got the idea for it, and I told myself, don’t worry that you don’t know anything. Just start writing. And I did, and I’ve kept it up. I mostly take it scene by scene. If I get stuck, I just jump ahead a little bit and go back and fill in the gap. It helps that my screenplay is based on real events in history, so the story is there, I just have to prune and shape it.
At about the same time, my best friend, who lives in another town, asked me if I wanted to try a writing exercise, known as the letter writing game. Basically, one person writes a letter in character, another person responds with a different character. You just keep writing back and forth and see how the story develops. We’re just getting started, but it is so much more fun than I even imagined.
I’m writing again. And, I have to say, it is fantastic.