Trying to finish the final crawl on A Vintage Heart so I can kick it out the door, once and for all.
Writing, revising, editing when you’d rather be getting a root canal is hard. But, so is childbirth. In fact, it’s a lot harder and there’s a lot more pushing and screaming, trust me.
Bottom line is you have to force yourself to do it. And you have to learn how to do that if you ever want to be a published author. Because most of the time, you won’t have the luxury of waiting around for Inspiration to come along, club you over the head, and drag you off to its cave.
Personally, I force myself to do a few pages, or even just a few paragraphs, and then I go do something I want to, like a walk or bake a pie with a daughter or watch The Tudors,
make some jewelry for my collectable doll, Evangeline, or ride my bike. It’s a cool bike, totally retro, and it has pink basket on the front now too.
Anyway…figure out how to force yourself to do the work of writing. If story creation is what you love, then have to do the work that goes with it if you want to share it with the world. There’s no fast and easy way around that. Plus, you have to do it, knowing you probably will get paid a few pennies for each copy sold. Really is a labor of love, come to think of it.