I'm sure you know someone who follows every traffic law. Just as you know someone who's not as sensitive to following the speed limit. :) Or someone who despises the subject of Math, but loves History.
It took me a while to realize this same mentality and appreciation for life's differences applies to the writing world. For those of you who are just starting out with writing, I'm hoping what comes next will comfort you. And for you vintage writers, I know you'll relate.
When I decided to become a serious writer, I had a set picture in my head of how it was going to work, the elements I'd need to concentrate on, and the time I had to do it. I've always been a go-getter, passionate, and devoted to anything project I decided is for me. So I grabbed the publishing world and writing by the horns and jumped in both feet.
But at times, I felt like this...
...like I needed so much help that I'd never
And man, did I receive fantastic help. There's nothing like the writing community.
Other times, the publishing world looked
like this to me...
...big, sophisticated, and hungry.
Hungry for what? I wasn't sure that first year. I was nervous about everything from reading others work and giving a critique to putting myself out there, letting others read my work. So I set goals, promising that I'd get this done by this date and that completed by that date and so on.
Yeah, the problem was I'd left LIFE out of the equation.
I ended up seeing my writing like this...
...one measly letter at a time, while it
seemed the rest of the writing world
was on fire with accomplishments.
And if you know anything about me,
it's that I'm not fond of laziness
or underachieving. Major
But overall, I've learned to reevaluate my writing on a daily and weekly basis, giving myself permission for LIFE to happen. I have a new awareness about myself, the people around me--including all you fangtastical blogging friends--and the world. I've learned that I can grow at a slow and easy pace that is suitable for me today, but tomorrow might allow me to speed up, forging fast and hard into whatever I'm working on.
Either way, I'll accomplish all I set out to do and so will each of you.
So, what gives? Any of you ever feel like a snail stuck in glue?