one at a time

One day at a time. One mountain at a time, one victory after the other. I have two days left in this part of my editing round. I’ve been noting grammar things and pointing out where I’d like to revise. After I apply the edits and revising to the digital copy I’ll have a second draft of my book.


I keep finding myself surprised at how quickly I am able to move through this process. A little over three months of active writing was all it took to write the first draft. Now it will only have taken me 5 sittings to have completed the first half of this round of editing. If I had to guess I’d say it will take me a couple weeks to do second half. Like I said I’m surprised by myself and my speed and capacity. 


In no way is this meant to be bragging, I am truly shocked that I’ve been able to accomplish what I have. And I will be exponentially shocked if the next book goes half as smoothly. Psst, if you’d like to know a secret I already started some notes for the next story I’d like to write. But as I was saying everyone’s process is different and I think every book has a different way of getting written. For example its taking me years to write one book that is currently sitting on the back burner. But this one that I’m talking about editing came together in a matter of months. Both ways are equally valid, and every way in-between. 


It never ceases to amaze me just how vast one form of art can be. I also have not run out of things that I do not know about grammar. While editing I’ve realized just how must I do not know, but funnily enough it doesn’t frustrate me. If anything it makes me excited to know I’ve still got lots to learn and explore. 


Just wanna say it’s never too late to learn a new skill or try something new. That how saying about old dogs learning new tricks, yeah there’s always more things to learn. It’s never too late. 


So a bit of a bunny trail, I had written about if I would give up painting, I posed the question to myself. I’m happy to report that I will not be giving it up, have no intention to letting go of over a decade of hard work simply because it looks different in this phase of my life. So, when my heart feels light enough I’m gonna take some time to find out how I might like to paint now that I’m this version of myself. 


Life and art imitate each other in a funny little circle, and I can’t help but think it’s a tail as old as the dirt. Really I think it starts in the first chapter of that really big important book. When He said let's make them in Our image. 


Yeah so, it’s just one day at a time. Don’t borrow tomorrows troubles and don’t race too far ahead. Climb that mountain in-front of you not the behind, and celebrate every victory no matter how small. I hope you on the other side of the screen are having a good day, and if you aren’t its okay, this isn’t the end. 

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