At long last, my journey is at a new phase.
The greatest argument against snootiness in art is as follows: sometimes trite comments are the truest to life. That's why they're trite. They've been repeated one too many times. They are the wisdom of the ages.
Here's my trite comment. I can now say with authority that each written book is a chapter of one's life.
I've learned a great deal from writing this. I want to thank every one of my readers for their support and interest. Writing this blog was, until I exited so called "real life" to enter the temporal vortex in which I finished my novel, cathartic.
I wanted to share my journey, and to give readers a little piece of myself. The craft of writing is, I believe, beautiful. One can never master it anymore than one can master the human soul. That last is a word for which we haven't even a definition, and that is why I must write stories. If I ever manage to capture a piece of that wonder and offer it to you, I will be thankful for everyone I reach.
Here on Everest by Fog I wanted to share my journey, and invite readers to learn alongside me. It was never my intention to dictate. I was lucky enough to be taught by some great writers, and I was glad to impart knowledge as I came to understand it. I'm sure I'll continue learning. As I said, the process is never complete, and such is the beauty of art.
Now the journey changes. I hope you'll continue to follow me on it, and I hope we can continue to take inspiration from each other. I'm sure to continue learning the craft, and I'll share the tidbits that excite me. Mostly, however, I'll be learning what it is to be a professional writer--actively seeking inspiration and dodging the many bullets, and hopefully reaching the occasional destination, of the industry.
Truth be told, I don't know what exactly lies ahead, but like any compulsive writer, I'll write about it. And like any artist, I'll be honoured if you keep reading.