With the recent completion of a new short story, I find myself dwelling on some hard thoughts. I have come to realize, with all of my writing and stories, I have very little inspired from my own self. This is hard to swallow, creating a feeling of fraudulence, as if I were without talent and have no original ideas. Now, I knew better than to get discouraged by such wild ideas, instead I am using them to spur me into action, creation.
The main three stories I produce are based on DC, Dark Conspiracy, and Warhammer 40K. I love these series, each having its own importance to me while also having different vibes and styles. I guess what I mainly write is "fanfiction" yet I rarely use characters true to the series. Instead, I use the atmosphere, the world, adding to it instead of trying to alter what has already been formed. Dark Conspiracy is the only one that doesn't really count. Being a very obscure tabletop RPG, many don't even know if the reference. Even then, I use very little derived from the game itself. It is a continuation of old characters from an altered story arc.
Enough rambling, let me get to the point. I feel as if all of these previous projects were just prepping me
for a manifestation of my own mind. Something entirely new, unknown to me or others, different and deep. It's a step I need to take, to challenge myself,
to carve a piece of the world out that is mine. A necessary journey to sharpen my mind and skills. Now, don't be put off, I still plan on adding the other Cult stories to each series (this last one being for DC Universe). All I can say for now is to visit often, wander here from time to time, enjoy the scenery before I give it a great upheaval. And most of all, bear witness to more earthshaking Metal!
THE MAD BARRON
The Source Of The Metal