Wow…it’s been a hot minute since I’ve been on my blog. Chalk it up to starting at a new school, new classes, and just loads of new stuff in general. Don’t get me wrong. I love my new job and classes, but starting a new teaching position is always a bit more work than average. Give it a year or so and things will be back to smooth sailing.
What is it about writers and being unable to talk? I’m not speaking about myself in a classroom setting…academic language comes easily to me, and I have no problems teaching a lecture based lesson now (though ask me that ten years ago, I would have told you the process is terrifying). I’m talking more about emotions. Anymore, when feel like my heart is full of, well, everything, I can’t get out much more than a basic ‘I love you.’ There’s so much I want to say, but can’t verbalize it. I guess it sounds so silly when I say it in my head, but on paper/screen, it looks so different. Kind of ironic, given that I write paranormal romance, isn’t it?
Sometimes, I just wish I had a brain that would cooperate.
Oh, and I had another book idea enter my head. The working title is Elmhollow Lodge, and it’s shaping up to be a creepy Gothic romance ghost story.
Because of course it is.
Hilary