Day One

Where to begin?

This was my first question to myself.

I have never written a blog before, but do not wish to research how it is done, either.  From my understanding, it is something like an open diary.  If I am wrong, does it matter?  As this blog is going to be a chapter-by-chapter personal interpretation of why and how the series ‘I am GoD‘ came about.

Maybe you will interpret parts differently, and if you do, I hope you will share them with me.

Some points I might overlook or forget.  This is very possible.  As the series is now at the fourth part, and I find myself having to re-read the earlier parts to remember what I have written.

It is not Alzheimer or Dementia, or any such disease, it’s not even old age, it’s just the way my mind works.

The best way to explain this is to compare it to how I play the piano.

I seem to have hundreds of songs in my head, which flow out when I allow them to.  If I try to think about what I am playing, however, I can’t do it, and usually lose myself and the song.  It is much better if I simply concentrate on producing the sound.  Controlling the dynamics, while my mind controls my fingers.

My book writing is the same.  My mind holds all my life’s experiences.  All the books I have read, and all the things I learnt and seen – ready to be released.  My job is to organize this flow into a comprehensive and readable pattern.  It is not easy.  I wish I had started training this a long time ago.

Does this mean I do not plan the stories?

It sounds like it, but it’s not true.  There is a certain amount of planning but not all the way to a blueprint.  First, I have an idea, this idea is then broken down into a whole bunch of possible sub-ideas, all of which, kind of demand a reason, which then creates the ending.  Colors, brushes, canvas, and my theme.

Wouldn’t it be nice if you could simply write abstract?

I hope that explains why I choose to analyze my own books.  Naturally, I will start ‘I am GoD Connecting‘ chapter one.

By edwardholden

I have been lots of things to many people. Some nice, and some... well not so nice. Now I am older and less worried about what people think of me. My past is colorful, sad and happy. Filled with lots of unique people. I have been blessed in this way. I have walked with people in all walks of life, and I have loved each journey, and each and everyone of them. Now, I write. It is a new road. It is not a highway or a crossroad. It leads me somewhere though, and as I have always spent my life travelling, this suits me fine.

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