I have finally come to the conclusion that there is no hope of me writing any kind of a novel at this time in my life. For the past couple years I have tried at different times to see what comes up, and it just doesn't work. Of course, that doesn't surprise any of you, as you read my posts, and it is easy to see it probably is not material that would do well in a book. Short stories is one thing, and those are so few and far between for me that I am just putting that dream away for a few years. Maybe then I will dust it off and see what happens.
In the meantime, I might as well just stick with something I feel I do well - bitch about everything. Well, I know there are a few other things I do well (get your head out of the gutter, because I didn't mean that). Since I am an avid reader, it would be nice to do something with that skill. I suppose I can try to start doing book reviews. If I am able to write a review, giving the appearance of a professional writer, who knows, it could lead to a paying gig. It sort of would be nice to be able to read some literary works before they are printed for the public. Though, I am sure it is likely that there will be many that suck, and few that are golden treasures, all from my viewpoint that is.
I spent a couple hours or so reading up from random websites about how to become a good book reviewer, who to contact, how to write them, etc. Maybe that is a bit more than I can do. Obviously, if I had started this idea 5 years ago, I wouldn't be where I am now. But that's moot. I think I shall start it up, and just take it easy getting it going. Start a blog that is dedicated to reviews, looks professional, write some good pieces. Of course, that is all my opinion. Who knows what will happen.
In the meantime, I still need to find a job. Heading out this afternoon to check a couple places and do the application process.