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How strong is your desire to write?
In a 1964 interview, Harper Lee said, “Writing is a process of self-discipline you must learn before you can call yourself a writer. There are people who write, but I think they’re quite different from people who must write.”
I’ve added this topic on my vlog.
In the consciousness of morning, but with my eyes still closed,
I prayed to Daddy God about my concerns.
A vision of a his hand emerged from warm shades of light.
His white-robed arm reached across the oak-stained table
toward my child-sized hand
and gently covered it.
Put on your rain boots and splash, splash, splash!
I don’t know where Mary Beth lived, but for several weeks Barry and I rode our bicycles a few blocks, crossed a busy main street, and arrived at her house for swim lessons. I remember a large house and nice backyard with a built-in pool. Read more
The fact that you worry over being a good parent, means you are. But I understand the frustrations and doubts. Your child steals something, bullies someone, fails in school, you name it, and it has to be the parents fault, right. Read more
It’s those little moments of recognition, acknowledgment, or words of encouragement that inspire writers to bare their souls to the world. Write to touch or humor–even if only one.
The kind of passion family and friends accuse us of being obsessed about because we neglect them at times. We’ve stayed up too late meeting a deadline, finishing a thought, or tweaking one more sentence. Fellow writers are the only ones who understand. We follow and friend each other for support and higher social media stats.
One of my favorite quotes comes from Harper Lee’s interview by Roy Newquist, from his book, Counterpoint (1964 by Rand McNally): “Writing is a process of self-discipline you must learn before you can call yourself a writer. There are people who write, but I think they’re quite different from people who must write.”
Why do we do it? Because a passion to tell a story rose from the depth of our souls, a character from our imagination became real. We hear them screaming for help because we left them in the middle of a disaster scene when real life interrupted.
We share our WIP with others, “wanting honest feedback,” but not really. Upon hearing the truth of flat characters or disjointed, lack luster plots, we spiral into despair. We pout, eat chocolate, and stare at the delete button, anticipating life as a normal person.
But we can’t—passion to tell the story compels us back from the brink to try again. We sigh and take a fresh look, apologize to our Protagonist, and complete the journey because we must. Maybe someday our family and friends will understand and love us anyway.
Are you going through a personal conflict? May it resolve into a wonderful conclusion soon. Isn’t it ironic to be a writer? Some days you write about fictional characters and other days you live as one.