A writer's notebook

I'm having a hard time learning how to work this blog thing. Maybe it's old age, or perhaps it's the terminology used in the high tech industry. Point is that I like the concept, and see blogging as a way to connect with the "outside world". It's worth a try anyway, so here's blog #3.

For someone who has spent well over fifty years writing one thing or another there is nothing more devastating that to suddenly be without inspiration. That's how it has been since I sent my most recent manuscript to the publisher. That simple act has left a void in my life, and there's nothing worse. I think that as a stop-gap measure I'll return to an unfinished family history if only to keep myself occupied.

Checked in with the Boulder Public Library yesterday 9/11 to donate nearly 40 books I have used for reference over the years. This batch all had to do with the Civil War, all were hardcover books, and all were in mint condition. (I avoid writing in books, other than my name on a fly leaf where it can be easily removed.) The librarian who assisted me seemed totally ambivalent about my donation, which is understandable for someone who is surrounded by thousands upon thousands of books every work day.

Also got the name and phone number of the library's program organizer. I was told an author's program is in the works for this fall, and perhaps I can get myself invited to take part. I would like to talk about books and writing, and participation might help fill the void until my latest book is released.

At any rate, such is the writer's life - when you're not writing you are nothing more than a lost soul wondering what to do next. I think the blog will help fill the gap until the next inspiration comes along. We shall see.