Today I found myself wondering what it is like not to live without a mental disability. The last few days have been tough for me. My wonderful concoction of problems have been raising their heads and looking around. This means that I have found myself making silly mistakes, falling over and not wanting to socialise. Luckily I work in a shed at the bottom of the garden and the weather is so bad the door is closed, so I’m not sure anyone has noticed. Except my editor… she has noticed that her workload has got a little heavier.
But this got me thinking… What if I didn’t have a problem? What if I was the same as everyone else?
Maybe I would be an executive, or I’d work in a factory, or I’d be a banker (stranger things have happened). Instead, I’m an artist and writer trying to make a living. Am I succeeding? I think it is too early to tell.
Now, my brain is a weird thing. I know it and if you read this blog, then you know it too. So somehow my brain went from these musings to ‘The Gone 2’. Nope, I don’t know how either…
So, I have been thinking about ‘The Gone 2’ and I can safely say that it is in the planning stage. I’m thinking of killing off a character or two….
Who? you ask.
I’m not telling, but I think there is going to be a twist or two. Oh, and in case you were wondering, there is a book 3. How do I know? Well, while I was thinking and plotting I realised that I was actually plotting two books. If I squeeze it all into one then it is just not going to work.
Now I just have to come up with titles…
Oh… And write them. 🙂