IWSG: Ocean or Puddle

Writing is like crossing the ocean, not hopping a puddle.


That is something I have to remind myself constantly.
There times when things go smoothly, when the surface of the sea seems flat and
everything is sun and salt… and there are times when waves will take you high
on a crest and drop you right back down into a trough where all you can see is
water and though you’re still breathing,