Writer's Block: What Next?

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Clicking on the "view other answers" link will give you a good, healthy dose of cynicism. We're all afraid that when we die we'll just cease to exist. I've seen ghosts and other signs of a life beyond and I still fear it. I imagine some people think that by resigning themselves to it, it won't be that scary. I can't do that though, not even if I wanted to. Even if I wanted to, the aforementioned signs of the beyond wouldn't let me.

If you look at the Bible carefully, it strongly implies that we don't reach Heaven until the world ends. The Jews believe that we sleep until then. The Greeks believed the dead could hope for a desolate, half-existence at best. The Egyptians' afterlife was a little better... assuming you could avoid total annihilation on your journey to get there. I think they all were at least partly right, based on what I've seen. Wherever we go, good or bad, I don't think we're in a coma or suffering from amnesia. And once we leave here we're certainly not "gone."

Ever get the feeling that you're being watched?

I've got a maudlin, paranoid sort of feeling that I can't seem to shake today. I have no idea why and no reason for it, as usual. I suppose I should accept that I just feel this way sometimes. I think I just notice it more now that I have the ability to blog about it.

Part of it might be unexpressed excitement. All this week I've been typing up a final draft of a story set in the Apocalypse Woman world for an anthology. We have some business to take care of after I get off work, (more on that tomorrow, hopefully - don't want to jinx anything good by saying to much,) but I should be able to finish it tonight and get it sent where it needs to go. I've been promising a second AW-related work ever since the main novel came out and it feels amazing to final be able to deliver. I actually wrote this story several months ago, hoping it would turn into a larger project. But looking at it now after time has passed I realize it stands perfectly well on its own and hopefully will be just right for the release it's being submitted for. I've only got a few pages left of this draft to type and it's going to feel really great when I type that final sentence.

So here I am, counting the hours until I can finish it, and until other good things can happen. Happy Thursday, everyone!