Or, The Commemorative 100th Post
One of the most common pieces of writing advice I see is to “write the story you want to read.”
It’s good advice, and thorough.
It’s worth following, because it is true.
Writing can be lonely, isolating, disheartening. Writing can be hard, when you are uncertain about a character or a scene or a story, when the words don’t come easy and for every sentence that stays in you have written three others and removed them as being not right.
But what keeps me writing on those days, what keeps me working when I would otherwise give up, is when I’m writing a story that I want to read.
Right now, after my epiphany two weekends ago, I cannot wait to read the story I’m working on right now. I am loving the process of uncovering my hero’s character, and I am enjoying seeing him react to the different layers of my heroine as he uncovers them. I am so excited to have the story in hand, excited to share it with my beta readers, excited to put it out in the world for the public.
And I still have so far to go. I am hating that I can’t write faster, hating that I don’t have more time to write, hating how antsy I am to get to the end just so I can finally read it.
And that is exactly where a writer needs to be. The only thing that will sustain a story, the only thing that will make you make time to write, figure out how to write faster, inspire you to do more with less, is to want so desperately to have this story for yourself that you will make it your first priority.