I used the medium of storytelling to discover who exactly I was. Picking my own brain, prodding at my heart; this is why I continued to write, introspection willed me into perfecting the craft. I am far from that concept, perfection, however what I’ve learned from superimposing my thoughts personified fragments of my psyche molded me into who I am today. There is still a part of me that fears this process and sometimes it hinders me; siphoning streams of life out of me, breaking down those glass walls I undoubtedly fashioned with my own hands. Something like this struck me for the last few months.
After completing A Space Between Worlds Vol.1: Conception and finding a publisher for it, I found myself in fear. Fear of what? Oh, I hardly know what it could’ve been. But I know the origin of it came from knowing that I needed to compose the next volume. It was obscure, truly; the idea of me writing not only for my comfort was jarring. Whenever I picked up a novel, I couldn’t focus. When I elected to wield a pen, tremors overtook my writing hand as its fine point staggered across the page. Never experiencing a phenomena like this, you could imagine it left me perplexed – the perplexing situation bore complex questions I needed to solve; the answers were buried in a place I wasn’t ready to excavate.
This is the source of why I haven’t been as active as I would like to be with all of you. My style of writing requires me to be isolated and it seemed like I was inching towards my secluded place without me knowing. I found an answer, that I did. I was afraid that I wasn’t going to be able to go in depth with the stories that I needed to tell. I understand my work isn’t going to be for everyone, however for those who come across a fragment of me, I wanted to make sure what I wanted to tell would be clear and concise to offer help and connection to my readers. I’m not sure what got in my spirit to make me feel as if my words were going to me empty and meaningless; I simply don’t want to disappoint any of you or myself. With the A Space Between World series being extended from the original plan of two volumes to four, I know that I will be able to venture deeper within myself and write stories that will have meaning. It’s going to be frightening, honestly. I’m unsure what I’m going to discover, the shadows still lingering in my labyrinth.
The countdown to the release of A Space Between Worlds Vol.1: Conception is gradually converging to its climax. A little over three months remain.