Wellcome to my Rambling Abode

With NaNoWriMo coming to an end, I can honestly say I’ve done little to no writing.

This time however, it wasn’t because I was just procrastinating, but because I had most of my attention turned towards Godot and game development – working on a silly idea for about 6 months now, something unheard of me.

I did do some writing about a week ago, and wrote quite a lot, 15000+ in three days. But that rush passed and my mind returned to that game I was working on.

Because of it, I often debated with myself creating a new mastodom account to post GameDev stuff. So I turned to my old domain and decided to reorgnize things a bit.

What was once, my primary blog at, has now been moved to top-level domain:

While the unused secondary blog Azaria being repurposed for GameDev stuff and directed to

#Update #Blog #Website #Godot #Writing

The world was dark beneath the Cloudsea.

Behind me, cannon fire trailed the sky missing their mark; ahead, a curtain of rain, the wind dragging us towards it.

Of Red, only his bright eyes could be seen on the dark under the deck.

I dropped the sail and closed the canvas, what little light there was, it was now gone, and darkness surrounded me.

Slowly my eyes adjusted and the faint green from the instruments became visible.

Soon we reached rain, the air suddenly becoming cold.

Red now moved from his hiding place, curling on my lap, breathing softly, sharing what little warm he could.

There was nothing else to do. Tonight, I will let the winds guide us.


Was thinking about the second chapter early on.

With this new rewrite, I choose to cut the first chapter short, dedicating only a single scene to it, whereas before it had three, largely disconnected scenes, which made it quite long. That, alongside with me wanting to stick with three cycling Point-of-View characters, made the second chapter a bit trick to write on. But as I cut the first chapter down to a third, the second chapter can easily be following scene but from the next PoV.


Already falling on bad habits of not writing.

I’ve allowed myself to completely rest during the month of December. I was quite worn out from NaNo, and besides wanting to recover my energies, I wanted my mind to wander freely for a while, to allow myself to think of something new that I could write, and my mind was still to set on the same story I attempted three times during NaNo.

But December ended and January started, and I haven’t touched the keyboard (to write) or a notebook for a week. Yes, the new year started just like the old.


With the ending of NaNoWriMo 2022, we embark on that period where I have not a single clue of what to do next.

It is not that I do not have any ideas or even material to work with, I have, a lot, and that is The problem: there is just too much I want to do, meaning I will spend hours staring at the ceiling and doing nothing. This has been the case for quite a while now, but I cannot keep going like this.


“If I had a penny for everytime I started a new blog …” I would be just as poor, just with a handful of useless coins weighting up my empty wallet and pulling my trousers down. You know, with inflation and everything, I wouldn’t even be able to buy the cheapest chewing gum.