I’ve been writing on a regular basis since I was twelve
years old. In all my years of school, studying as an English major, writing
vocationally, I never met a writing project that beat me…until I had to turn in
the first draft of my book.
I was supposed to turn in 40,000 words. At the end of a few
months I had arrived at a meager 27,000, and that felt like someone had
squeezed the words out of my veins. I clicked send and emailed the draft to my
editor. My husband walked in and smiled.
“You finished your book! Let’s go celebrate. We can do
anything you want.”
I disintegrated into a shoulder shaking, ugly cry. Turns out
tears was the way I wanted to celebrate.
I shared this with friend, songwriter, and fellow author
Candi Pearson Shelton and she told me:
“The difference between poems and songs is the pay off. You
know how you feel when you know a poem is finished and you’ve done your best
with it?”
I nodded.
“You’ll eventually feel that way about your book. It’s just
gonna take a whole lot longer.”
We laughed. And I breathed a sigh of relief that maybe my
tears didn’t mean I was a failure. Candi was right. By my third draft, some
feedback from friends and writers I respected, plus edits and challenging
questions from a great editor, I finally felt like writing a book hadn’t beaten
me. I arrived at my word count and felt good about what I’d written.
I had to excavate my past, dig beneath my stories, get
honest, and focus more on doing the best I could than comparing myself to
anyone else. Breaking Old Rhythms is a result of several coffee house
conversations, a few embarrassing moments, honest prayers, and a few stanzas of
poetry weaved in.
Whether it’s writing a book, completing a degree, raising
kids, starting a business, caring for a loved one, or just simply getting up
out of bed and living every day to its fullest, don’t let it beat you. Keep
showing up until you figure out its rhythm. Learn to dance with it, until it
brings out the best in you.
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