Stepping Back to Find Focus
Yesterday was a discouraging day when it came to my NaNoWriMo piece. Words weren’t coming, characters were sitting in stone-faced silences, and every doubt I had about the validity, the rightness of my desire to write fiction as a Christian came roaring up like a lion.
At first I found myself wishing I didn’t have to go to my office job after lunch so I could slog through the issue(s). But once I was in my car and on my way, my tune changed. I prayed I would have plenty to do to keep me busy and to keep my mind well off my writer-ly issues. Dwelling on them and trying to resolve them was not helping, and as such some time away was needed.
And even as ideas began to bounce around, to form, I refrained from opening my Scrivener document. I jotted a few things down, but the evening was spent at my church’s prayer meeting followed by a late supper with my husband, work on this blog post, and some time spent reading.
It may seem the complete opposite of what I should have been doing with word count goals to meet and the like, but it was the best one for me at that point in time. I needed to breathe, to calm down, to give ideas room to rise up and take shape.
And I find myself ready now to sit down and write with a renewed vigor and purpose. (And some techno-flavoured music reminding me God is the only North Star worth following doesn’t hurt either. Unless you don't like Owl City, in which case it might do just that. ;-) )
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