They were back again last night, in my mind, bouncing around at 2am. The three main characters in my first novel I am finally going to write. A daily blog has helped silence them mostly… until I can free them in Michigan. But last night, they were back, noisy as ever.
And then it hit me. My journey, begun almost six months ago, is a wrestling match between two emerging mistresses… enjoying life on the beach with my wife… and… writing the stories that have been locked away all these years.
One foot firmly in each of two separate realities. Happiness in both worlds, interdependent. Equally dangerous, and fraught with failure to live in only one world.
“The Edge… there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.” —Hunter S. Thompson