by C J Bahr
Life happens. It’s been happening a lot to me. You might have noticed my radio silence.
I had an epiphany recently. There never is a “good” time or the “right” time. There will always be something.
Writing is many things to me. The creative flow when it strikes, is a high like no other. Don’t get me wrong, writing if both challenging and difficult. My word count on a good day would never set a Guinness record. The hurdles in writing are part the fun, especially when you run, jump and clear them.
When Walking Through Fire was published, it was an amazing dream come true, a journey of fourteen years. I was really hoping my second novel’s first draft would be done in a year, but life happened, and I stopped writing, or when I tried, the cursor just blinked at me on a blank screen. Now two years have gone by… Certainly no George R. R. Martin record, but his word count is way above my pay grade.
Recently the words returned. Perhaps it was because I allowed myself to fail, or the fact I threw away deadlines. I have a life, it will get in the way.
I’m excited again, no matter what obstacles life throws in my direction. I’ve got that “warm glow in my heart”. Writing makes me happy. “There it is”, I’m going to do more of that.
I had an epiphany recently. There never is a “good” time or the “right” time. There will always be something.
Writing is many things to me. The creative flow when it strikes, is a high like no other. Don’t get me wrong, writing if both challenging and difficult. My word count on a good day would never set a Guinness record. The hurdles in writing are part the fun, especially when you run, jump and clear them.
When Walking Through Fire was published, it was an amazing dream come true, a journey of fourteen years. I was really hoping my second novel’s first draft would be done in a year, but life happened, and I stopped writing, or when I tried, the cursor just blinked at me on a blank screen. Now two years have gone by… Certainly no George R. R. Martin record, but his word count is way above my pay grade.
Recently the words returned. Perhaps it was because I allowed myself to fail, or the fact I threw away deadlines. I have a life, it will get in the way.
I’m excited again, no matter what obstacles life throws in my direction. I’ve got that “warm glow in my heart”. Writing makes me happy. “There it is”, I’m going to do more of that.
