This week marked the start of something cool.
See – if you’re anything like me, you’ll have been working for The Man for your whole life. In my case, it’s the G-man; nice government job, pays well, but I’m pretty sure it killed my inner child years ago.
I liked my inner child. Heck of a kid. I could easily stand up a new inner child, try and fit it into the mould of things around me – but really.
Necromancy is far more fun.
So, I’ve taken 3 months off work. Starting this week. No more fancy meetings with other G-men, in tight meeting rooms full of people carrying around their own dead inner children. For three months, I’ll be writing.
A book, as it happens. My inner child really liked writing.
If all goes according to plan, the end of this three month slot will leave me with a manuscript. Let’s not call the A-list publishers just yet! I’d like to get it done first. I’ve never written a book before, and I don’t really know where to start.
But like I said – it’s cool!