I apologize for the delay regarding The Dimming War, part II, but it has been a difficult week. I would like to say that it’s been an unusual week, but frankly it’s been fairly typical. Between work (both official and writing-related), spring yard work, and personal obligations, blogging can get a bit neglected. I have to admit that blogging is on the low end of my priorities list, but I need to work on convincing myself not to feel too badly about missing the occasional post.

On top of the usual stuff, I struggle a bit with depression, and things have been a little up and down this week. Normally, one of the surest ways of improving my mood is to sit and write, but overcoming depression enough to actually do it can be a real struggle. Of course, when I do manage to sit and write and it doesn’t go well, it hurts a lot more than a normal day of bad writing. Still, it’s always worth a shot.

I’ll confess that I’m unsure about even mentioning the depression thing, but if I’m going to be true to the intent of this blog (sharing what the life of this unpublished fantasy writer is like in the hopes of helping other starving artists), then I have to share the things I’m uncomfortable with, too. Most people won’t need my insights, such as they are, but a few might benefit. I think this is worth a post all its own, but not right now.

And to be fair, I did write an entire post – 2,000 words worth – and realized that it sucked and was irrelevant to this blog, so I deleted it. Grumble. Yeah, that really helped my mood, let me tell you.

So, before this brief post consumes a full allotment of 1,500+ words, I’m going to cut it off now. Rest assured that I am moving directly from writing and posting this into working on the second part of The Dimming War. Fair warning, though: I have a strong hunch that the post after part II will be about depression, acedia, and the challenges of writing.

Until then, have a little patience. Thanks.