The well is no longer dry.  In fact, my creativity has filled the well and exploded into the sky as a foaming geyser.

I’m not sure that this well metaphor is going to work out.

I am working again.  With the commute rolled in, I’m putting in twelve-hour days.  However, with the state of extended unemployment benefits up in the air in DC, not to mention the gestating parasite in my wife’s womb, I heartily welcome the paycheck and the insurance.  The financial transition is a bit rocky, but couldn’t have come at a better time.

As often happens when I regain employment, my creativity has switched back on.  My urge to progress on Fight or Flight came first, and I’ve gotten months worth of scripts written.  I’m no longer panicked about its slow progress, which was a problem earlier in the year.  It’s back to being fun.

The same urge is hitting me for The Glass Crown, as well.  It’s coinciding with filling up my current paper notebook, which has other implications.  It’s a beautiful leather-bound book, imported from Italy, that I received on my first Father’s Day.  It’s taken me two and a half years to fill its pages.  Judging by the ratio of journal entries to fiction, becoming a husband (again), a stepfather, and a father was (and is) a rocky and emotional ride.  Who knew?

Looking back through the pages of the notebook reminded me that I didn’t just want to finish the story in The Glass Crown.  I liked what I read.  I got into it.  The characters didn’t have to be poked with a stick to come alive.  They’re bounding around in my head all on their own.  This pleases me to no end.

Motor City Mafia – and, really, Adam’s Name – feels content to wait its turn.  I feel pulled to reconsider its original purpose – a fiction based role playing game – but I have no idea how I’d restructure it.  I’ve got some time, though.  Its time will come.

I still have hope for projects like Steven and Two Vampires.  I still have my wife’s challenge to write a paranormal romance/urban fantasy book, which Adam’s Name will probably turn into, or Two Vampires could, or I could write something totally new… I still have the Aztec spirit-based clanker story that I want to tell.

So, as long as this creative urge wants to stick around, I’ve got food for it.