Tomorrow I’ll be exhausted.
And next month I might be crying from the sting of rejection.
But for today, I want to enjoy this high.
I want to revel in the overwhelming flood of emotion,
The pride of accomplishment that comes from completing my rewrite.
My skin tingles from only three hours of sleep
But my fingers flew over the keyboard.
I figured out motivations,
Discovered hidden emotions,
Found opportunities to foreshadow.
And I dug deeper than I thought I could.
Today I’m ecstatic.
My book is stronger, the characters more believable.
Best of all, I believe in myself,
In my ability as a writer
To find the metaphor,
To listen to the bad guy.
To let the hero fail sometimes.
We all need to fail sometimes.
It makes the victories that much sweeter.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I wrote this last month, kind of as a note to myself, the morning after I finished making revisions on my MG novel, Secret of Undine. I have days when I feel like I suck as a writer and I'm not making any progress. (Ever been there?) I knew I would have days where I needed a pick me up. This was a note to encourage myself. Hope it encourages you too.