HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!
*throws confetti in your face*
Okay, okay. Enough with the partying. Let's get serious.
Uh... yeah... I don't do serious very well...
So. Let's get sort of serious, shall we?
2012 is going to rock. Because I say so. Because you say so. Our wills are powerful beasts, my friends. This is true whether you've made new year's resolutions or not--either way, there are things you're going to go after this year. There were things you went after last year, right? And there are things you'll go after the year after this one. It never ends. So. With that in mind, I have a proposition for y'all. In 2012, and all the years to follow, I want you to do something: bleed on the page.
This might sound disgusting/gory/justplainwrong to some of you. I apologize for the mental picture. BUT it's not what it sounds like. When I say I want you to bleed on the page, what I mean is, whatever you write (short story/poem/novel), please write it from a place that makes you feel. It can hurt, make you laugh till you cry, or both. Doesn't matter. I want you to sit down and write something that costs you. Something that stirs the deepest parts of your core and never. Lets. Go. Most importantly, I want you to write something that forces you to pour everything that makes you you on that page.
I'm not asking you to seek publication, or to write something suitable for publication. I'm not asking you to follow trends, or write something you think will be a trend in the coming months.
I'm asking you to write for yourself.
Because if you do, I might send this special surprise as a reward:
And you know what they say: NOBODY says "no" to The Skarsgard!!
Okay, okay. I made that up.
See what I mean about not doing serious very well?
Now tell me: do you have any projects ready to be bled on? Or will you start new projects this year?