Welcome to Musings

Back at the blogging. Probably irregularly.

Four years ago I started into a Hollywood adaptation adventure with my novels. During that time I made a bargain not to be, how should I say, too much of my vocal self while deals were being discussed regarding my works. As in toning down the political and spiritual statements that could often be found on my blogs. I kept trying to blog a little here or there but without any meaty substance, there just wasn’t much to truly say. Sort of sums up Hollywood in general.

After rerouting my page a few times and closing up old posts, I was a very good girl. But my planning is shifting, and the world is burning. Time to fire up the old yammer as I’ve got plenty to say about the state of the world, the entertainment industry, and about creativity. Specifically, the very desperate need we have of creativity and human story it at this moment in time, soon to be history. And we will need to decide which side of that history we wish to be on as creators, storytellers, and individuals.

Plugging back in, I also realize so much of what I was prior to four years ago is not really on point with what is happening. So, my old posts are archived for later and a fresh slate is being laid out.
This last year has been one of the hardest years of my life (just one), which I’ll get to eventually, but for now it’s to say that I don’t for a second think I’m the only one who took it in the teeth. I’m probably in very good company with other folks experiencing loss, perceived failure, breakdowns, and a good hard look at the bottom of the proverbial barrel. Transformation does not often come without the discomfort of hard choices and a string of losses.

It’s humbling. It’s also, forgive me for saying, a relief. Maybe it doesn’t feel like it in the moment, but there will be a sense of release.

There’s relief in knowing the direction you need to take, and then watching everything in your life collapse that you’ve been struggling to uphold which no longer serves the right goal or purpose. There’s freedom in starting over with fewer encumbrances. Keep what works, let go of the rest. Breathe. Reboot. Aim for the goal.

Easier said then done, I’ll admit. There’s a lot of crying. There are several trips to Goodwill. There are a lot of relationship closures, and a sense of losing community. There are those moments when you’re vacillating between the decisions—and in a blink you just know. You know what needs to be done and everything afterward becomes crystalline. It will only be as difficult as you believe it’s going to be.

So I closed down my consulting firm, and I’ve redirected my energy fully back to publishing. The world doesn’t need more financial auditors. It doesn’t need more business developers with project management and fiscal planning backgrounds. What it really needs right now. What I need right now is story. Humane mapping. Connection to the most noble and honorable, the most loving and supportive parts of my species. I’m not going to find that auditing conglomerate loan packages, or helping businesses sort out their staffing issues.

I need story. I need to get back to my books and worlds. And if I need it, there’s a good chance others need it as well. So here I am, reconfiguring my life to accommodate this shift.

It might look messy, but that’s all part of chewing your way out of any tangle.

Anywhoo, here we go to kicking off a fresh reboot. I’m in the take a breath, evaluate and plan phase. Sitting in some life rubble at the moment, but that will clear up eventually.
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In the meantime, welcome to my little forest corner of musings.