Hello to all, and the ones celebrating the Chinese New Year, GONG XI FA CHAI.
And today, I have done the completion of a tale I started in 2016 and did not get to complete it on the final chapters. It was inspired by the Lone Ranger tales. I recalled I posted it up then and regretted my action. Since then, I had declined to post any tales unless it's completed.
The Lone Ranger was a long tale spanning over 65 chapters. I did a re-write on many passages, got stuck at different possible endings, and then finally today I wrapped it up. It covered several genres; the steam punk, and the battle between Angels and then wrapped with a unique ending.
I had a desire to complete the tale since I took it up two weeks ago to re-write and it was tough. In 2016 when I embarked on it, I was filled with great creative ideas, and I will be honest. Several of the tales I wrote then with even some to the final pages ended up unfinished. I have them in my folder called the 'Unfinished tales'. I went back in recently and did two of them now.
1914 and now the Lone Ranger.
I am pleased that I have done it on the eve of the year and will not be carrying it on to the next year.
I am tired now and will rest before I embark on more tales.
What will I be writing next?
I will let you know soon. After I have a good rest.
Cheers
Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
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