just as sweet

Chapter 16 is my favourite chapter. In case you missed it, I’ve been writing a book since March. For it being my first novel I’d say its going quite well. But chapter 16 is my favourite. There’s something about it, between the dialogue and setting and overall feel it, its just my favourite. 


Its honestly taken me much longer to work through draft 2 than I was anticipating. I really thought that it would only take me 23 days of work, because its 23 chapters. And by the time this is all said and done it will have taken me 23 days of active work, but months of sitting on it. 


Anyways I just have to be honest for a second, while I’m writing this my delete key is beginning to falter. Its showing its age and over-use. And I could go into a poetic diatribe about how I’ve probably deleted more words than I’ve wrote. But the reality is, this computer I write on is nearly 4 years old, which isn’t that old I know. But I’ve written multiply times a week, soemthos 7 days a week, for four straight years. There is close to a few couple hundred thousand words contained in these keys. For someone who was know as a bit of mute in school, no one saw this coming least of all me. So its hit me how sad I’ll be to have to purchase a new computer sometime in the future. The romantic nostalgic in me just feels it all a little too much. 


But the novel is coming along better than I could have asked it to, so I’m proud. 2023 has shaped up to be a wonderful year, and I’ve already begun to waffle on about end of year sappiness. 


And chapter 16 is my favourite. Getting to definitely say that is so warm I can hardly contain myself. I often hear people talk about how pursuing your dreams is the path less travelled and therefore difficult beyond belief, and they are not entirely wrong. But the sweet sweet reward of the process is just as much a factor. I know I’m not done yet, haven’t really made it yet (that day is reserved for the publication day) but I love this process. As up and down and all around it can be, I would still pick this time and times again, in every life and variation I would choose this path. 


So keep going. Keep striving, keep climbing the mountain. But don’t forget to turn around and admire the view now and then, you are climbing mountain after all. The process is just as sweet, and I want to arrive to me goal as madly in love as I started down towards it. Its worth it. It really is. 

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