happy writing

This week I got to write what is now my favourite scene of the book that I’ve written up until this point. I said on my instagram story that it was worth it to write all this book if so only I could write this one scene. I mean I’m incredibly biased but I think its a great scene, and I think it tells so much of the story. 


Anyway, so this week has been a good one for writing. I’m still sort of finding my stride a bit, but over all I’m feeling confidant and loving the storytelling. 


I’m nearing the end of the story, I know what happens from now on till the end. It’s exciting but also a little sad. Don’t get me wrong I’m excited to keep working on the story in future drafts, but I’ve just had such a joyous time writing this draft that I’ll be sad to be done. Endings are sad no matter how happy or fleeting, still a little sad, just a touch of grief. 


Writing this book, and spending so much time with this character has, as they say, altered my brain chemistry, in the best way. Its given me so much confidence in my ability as a writer and confidence that this is something I can really do for my whole life. The more I write the more ideas I have for more writing. I couldn’t be more pleased.  


As such, because I’m having such a good time I don’t really have any creative things to lament. So have a piece of encouragement instead: keep writing the story, keep painting the paintings, keep working at and with whatever creative masterpieces you’re currently working towards. No matter how difficult, frustrating, impossible, or daunting it may appear to be just keep going. Even if you fail the first 1,000 times that 1,001 when you get right, will be so sweet, you’ll forget the agony it took to get there. Creation is not for the faint of heart, and if you’re trying at all, no matter how small, you’ve already won the war. In my books anyway, for whatever that’s worth. 


I hope you’ve had great week, and thanks for reading! I’ll be back again next week! :)

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