Spun began as an idea, a few years back, for a cathartic vent to attempt to make sense and document messed up events in my life.
It’s had a couple of false starts (I got so far as to design a cover for it). However, I just couldn’t muster the motivation to actually put fingers to home-row and start typing the damn thing.
However, life seems to always provide opportunities at the most inopportune time.
Here I was, sitting back watching YouTube music videos and I came across a clip from my favourite heavy-cello Finns, Apocalyptica. This particular clip was a collaboration with Lacuna Coil singer Cristina Scabbia. (I’ll throw the link in somewhere on this page).
Anyway, this song triggered memories of someone I loved dearly and then the realisation that there was no way of making new memories with that person…. and my heart just sunk.

I previously mentioned that this opportunity to finally sit down and write Spun was at an inopportune time.
Events in the past month haven’t exactly been kind to a creative mind.
Yet something about hearing that song hit a nerve.

Now to toss around the direction.
A disjointed narrative that will jump back and forward in time? Written from both first and third person perspectives.?
I’m in two minds about how to write Spun.
Do a memoir based on memories, or a work of fiction with memories corrupted for the sake of a narrative? Change names to protect the innocent?
I’m sure I’ll figure it out as I go along.

Anyway, I’m still not sure what this is all about, then.
Want to come along for a ride while I figure it out?