Update – 1 year on

And now a year’s passed since the idea for Starshine first struck. A year that wrought seven chapters, roughly half the novel. Distracted much? Of course. No use in crafting excuses, it’s simply a matter of prioritization. I don’t write for a living, I write for pleasure. I spend my free leisure time doing pleasurable things, and writing isn’t the only pleasurable thing I do. I may say I want to be a career writer, but apparently it’s not a burning want (yet). I can only say that right now, I write in due time. When I’m supposed to… and that’s not on a set schedule. I enjoy life and keep returning to the story to move with it, breathe with it, and listen to it speak. What it eventually becomes will be a pleasure to see. This is all I know and for now, it is enough.

Like Living In A House Full Of Ghosts

Writing a novel is like living in a house full of ghosts — even when you ignore them, they’re still there, waiting to talk to you. They have all the time in the world. No matter how much you avoid them, the time comes when you have to confront them. Hear them out. See what they have to say. Over time, their features become clearer, their voices stronger, their histories richer, their lives fuller.

– LAILA LALAMI