Thursday, 22 December 2011

A day of endings and New beginnings

It's a day of endings and new beginnings. Viewshound is closing. Whilst it is not a unexpected end for a site that was dishing out cash, like it grew on trees. It is been traunmatic for us as it's writers, and what it created was something really special. C.S Lewis was quoted as saying "We read to know we are not alone." I think the same can be said of writers. And truly what the website taught us, is that we are not alone. Indeed there is a sea of aspiring authors and writers out there. People who want their voice heard, people who after forty years on this planet are completly lost, and people with incredibly stories to tell. The sun however has set on Viewshound, but life carries on in much the same way as it always has. Guess I should hunt down a new website to write on. Merry Christmas! 2012 will be the year I can finally afford to send Nowhere to be Found off to the editors one last time. Who would have thought writing would be such a costly and time consuming process? The good news is we have a first draft of Unspent Convictions, and if I do say so myself, more of the rip roaring action, will they-won't they moments, that are defining Matthew Deezat as a character. 2012 is going to be a good year, I can feel it in my bones!  

Sunday, 4 December 2011

An update from Bradford: Persevere

Persevere, the word of knowledge I was given before I left for Bradford. A week to a job, over a month to a house, but the growth spiritually has been undeniable. My heart has softened, my time with God has changed our relationship. My understanding of the gospel of Grace has reached new heights. The only negative change is my failure to keep up with my blog and finish the novel. My attention instead has been on viewshound. I have been regularly writing for the website. There is, however, light at the end of this exceedingly long tunnel. Just a glimmer of hope that I may get it finished before I turn twenty three. My finances, at a squeeze, may permit me to finish the novel by christmas. It, however, will be a risk financially. That little barrier of financial protection I built up will be demolished in a day. Then again what is life without a bit of risk! Better to regret those things we tried and failed at, than to regret those things we never tried for fear of failure. Forward I say. Always forward. I want to be able to say, I have written a book, and mean it. That to me would be worth significantly more than any cost involved and comparable risk.