This morning, when I woke up my first thought was about writing. (Actually it was about coffee, then writing).
I needed to write in my journal, I needed to write my next book.
With that in mind, I made that coffee and went onto the back verandah to get my morning outside fix, then went straight to my desk to write. I couldn’t wait!
And drew a blank!
Gosh, I hate it when this happens. I’ve been imagining about writing for the last few days when I haven’t managed to get near to my computer. Planning out scenes in my head and writing notes.
Finally I get here and… Well, clearly my imaginary friends are still on holidays.
Still, I guess we all know that something that’s worthwhile usually takes work.
Or another way of looking at it is whatever is worthwhile doesn’t come easily.
I have a list of things that I wish came easily:
- sticking to a schedule
- feeling confident
- weight loss
Anyone else have these troubles?
A long way into the new book I’m writing and I wonder if writing ever gets an easier? Don’t get me wrong, I love it and more often than not I love living in these imaginary worlds I create. Sometimes they’re much nicer than the one I live in! (There’s no COVID in my books yet!) But sometimes writing is nothing but a hard slog and the magic is hard to find.
Today I decided it didn’t matter that it was a hard slog. I read back over what I’d written and found a sentence I really liked… so everything was worthwhile. Suddenly I’m thrust back into the magic of Dave and Kim, creating crimes and new characters and hearing them talk to me.
Gosh I love writing!