You know.  This might just be one of the most difficult decisions I’ve made in terms of my writing thus far.  I think I need to kill the saga of Talasen.  I think I have no steam left for it, because it has been such a long time and created in such chunks that I can see nothing flowing about it.  I know I need to rewrite it, and I simply can’t perceive how to get it away from conventions I have for so long seen as unalterable.

It keeps me from writing, quite frankly.  Because I’ve killed the mystery.  I can’t see the characters anymore, and all I see it as is “filling in blanks.” Boring blanks.  The excitement of the tale has fled.  THat’s not to say it won’t be finished, but…I need something else.  Something new.  Something that is unexplored, because otherwise…I’ll never write.  I’ll always be caught up in this, always returning to the epic.  I don’t want to be caught like that, like I’ve seen other friends of mine who write.

The story is valiant, and the characters do matter to me, but I need time away.  I need to leave it for another time when the story might be right again, when I might be able to revisit the world I made and really make it my own.  Until then…I need something new.  A new project.  I need to finish a story for my own sake, and Thread must wait.  A new tale, and I’ll let the characters come to me.  I’ll be able to enjoy it again.

Farewell, Thread.