That moment when the ideas become words on the page? Yeah, I love that moment. Sometimes, it takes quite a bit of work to get there. But when it all comes together, that’s a moment of happy satisfaction.
I don’t know if it’s any good at this point. It doesn’t matter if it is or not. Just getting it to all work together, for my imagination and ideas to actually work together on the page, to be coherent…that’s what I’m celebrating right now.
An ever increasing word count. That fire in my blood that drives me to write to the exclusion of all else. It’s been missing, it’s been a chore, but it’s back in full force and I’m loving that feeling. For a little bit there, writing felt like something I had to do instead of something I wanted to do.
But I’ve had that moment where it’s all coming together. So, now I can rejoice in the voices instead of dreading when they start talking. It’s a really good feeling.