Open for Business…AGAIN

You know, writing is something most authors feel they have to do. If they have a choice between going outside to a park or taking a long scenic drive or churning out 5,000 words on their WIP, they would choose writing every time. Does that mean I don’t take time out to enjoy the scenic drive or to hang out at a park? Hell, no. It’s important to enjoy those things too. The writer longs for experiences and observances to feed their idea factory. Without new input, their craft would suffer.

That being said, I would always choose writing. When I’m putting words down on a blank page it’s part therapy and part victory. At that point, I’ve beaten the blank page at its own game and managed to look at what’s bothering me from a distance and have the characters work through whatever’s bothering me.

I think that’s why I’m up until 3 am sometimes pounding out words on my laptop (thank goodness it has an illuminated keyboard so I can see what the heck I’m doing in the dark) The funny thing is, even when I realize it’s that late, I don’t want to close the laptop. I don’t want to shelve the project for the night or close the shutters on my mind. Because when I write, I’m alive. My mind crackles and my mind bristles with energy. With each line, I’m drawing the blade of my ability across the whetting stone of my mind. My instincts improving, my ability growing sharper. Those of us who write–who take the craft seriously–and yearn to hone our skills with each finished piece.

Over the last few years, I haven’t been able to do that with regularity. It’s been maddening not being able to right. I’ve been through some brutal health setbacks over the past few years, which is why I haven’t posted or published much. My brain power has been focused on getting better and following my doctor’s orders.

I can’t tell you how wonderful it’s felt to start writing again. I’ve finished three short stories in the last couple of months and ghostwritten two books for clients. I’m dusting myself off after fighting with my own body and it feels wonderful.

Making money with this amazing gift is something I’ll never fully understand but will always full appreciate. I’m not sure where this journey will end, but I know there will always be writing along the way. Come with me. Write. Repeat. Be happy.

Remember to always leave the light on, some of us are still writing.