Writing is hard.
I haven’t said that enough. It really is. It drains you. It takes time away from doing more “fun” things during your week, and sometimes, even time away from your loved ones (at least in mind). Friends ask you to go out – you can’t. People wonder why you work so much – so do you.
It’s just bloody difficult!
Writing is hard.
I’ve been on a pursuit of what I like to call “The Voice” for the past few months. I think I’m nearing it. An original voice that I’m most comfortable writing in and telling stories with.
I’m waking up early, I’m writing and reading everyday and I’m cooking up ideas and penning them down. Most of all, I’m learning.
But yes, it hasn’t always turned out the way I wanted it to.
I haven’t been tending to this blog..but for good reason. I’m proud of myself. I’ve been writing like a mad man for the past month or because I want to reach the next level. The next milestone of my career.
The next mindset of my art.
And I’ve made a big decision by putting down a project I’ve been editing, because it was finally time to say goodbye.
It was truly a life defining moment for me. The project in question was the culmination of at least ten years of thinking, writing, tinkering and dreaming. It was a part of me. It was a story populated with characters that I can never ever forget.
I haven’t finished…but I had to stop. There comes a time when you just have to.
Because of a deal that I have recently struck over this project (which is exciting in itself but not literary in nature), I was put into a difficult position. I had to stop. I just had to put it down.
It will live on in other forms…but not in a book for now.
I consulted by girlfriend before doing it and to be honest, without her perpetual love, understanding and intuitive ability to put things into perspective, I couldn’t have done it. She’s my guiding light and I cannot express how profoundly grateful I am for her.I was glad she was there to coach me through it. I’ll never forget that.
Now sitting in bed and for the first time taking out my notepad, I did something today that I have also been neglecting.
I wrote on a piece of paper.
No Facebook. No Youtube. No Internet or television. No distractions.
I know that’s crazy – everyone writes on a piece of paper maybe once a day. But for me it’s different. I wrote on a piece of paper without an end, dream or outcome in mind. I wrote on a piece of paper just to write.
It was simple. It was refreshing. And it was bloody fun!
We can sometimes lose the fun factor in simple things we take for granted. We can “fall out of love” with what we do because we are bogged down by deadlines, the (sometimes horrible) people we work with and our finances. It happens. It’s natural.
But don’t forget it.
Over this past month I’ve fallen back in love with the art. The excitement of penning things down. The smell of paper and the simple strokes of a pen. The art of dreaming.
Don’t ever fall out of love with the one thing that makes you happy.You’ll work, rush, play…but never forget it. If it makes you happy it’s worth holding onto (including relationships).
Now, I’m focused on a new direction…for my next story. And I’m not writing this for money, fame, a “deal”, a contract or an agent. I’m not even writing it to be a bestseller or to be a groundbreaking novel.
I’m writing this for fun.
And for you.