Sorry I didn't post yesterday; let's just say the weekend was eventful, shall we?
If you're terribly behind, I am too, but rather than dwell on how behind you are, use this prompt to get the words flowing and then go on to start your editing for the day:
Write a scene about a child's excitement when they see the first baby animals of spring.
So let me tell you something. School is stressing me out; I'm trying to force myself to go but it isn't working very well. Things at home aren't pleasant either. I'm stressed; so stressed that I've been sick on and off for two weeks now. Nanowrimo is on the horizon.
It's times like these when anybody-writer or otherwise-starts to wonder about all their obligations and if they're worth it. It's times like these when normally I would abandon the blog for weeks at a time; I'm trying not to. It's sort of working. It's times like these when we just want to throw in the towel.
But what do we do? We keep pushing, keep pushing ourselves to the limit every day to do our best no matter how bad we feel. We keep going, doing everything in our power to prove that we are capable people. That we can handle it.
The writer lives this life more than some. We live from paycheck to paycheck in worry; maybe the next one won't exist. Maybe there will be no work. We work hard in competitive markets where we might not make anything. We might just fall on our faces and have to try to pick ourselves up again. It might not even work.
But that is the risk we all take. We all know it's there. And no matter what, we have to keep working. And no matter what, I will keep writing. I will somehow manage 250, 000 words this November. And it will be something to be proud of.
I hope that those of us going through hard times right now-students of any age especially-can push themselves to stay on top of their goals, and to meet them, and to do all the great things, or at least most of the great things that they want to do.
To the true writer, to the serious writer, writing is a passion; an art. It is more than that though-it is the writer's soul, their life, their purpose. Writing isn't about mechanics. It's about love.
Only someone who truly loves the work they're doing can become a truly amazing writer. It takes so much time and effort to write something beautiful, especially a novel, but more than that it takes passion and love. You have to feel for your characters-or as your characters-and you have to feel connected to the plot.
You have to be able to identify with it, to understand it, to feel it on a deeper level. Your story must be your life. It has to be something you understand, something you love. Somethig you can pour your heart into. That is the mark of a truly great novel. Not formula; not its specific plot.
But the passion which goes into making that specific novel. Let me tell you something-if you take your plot to its bare-bones format, I can virtually guarantee to you that it has been done. But it is your unique twists, your unique way of writing it, that makes it stand out.
It is your unique qualities which you put into your work to make it unique, to make it a work of art. If you lack the passion for it, the love for it, you cannot give it that unique quality. You cannot truly make it your own.
I ask you now-do you have the passion?
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