Current mood:

contemplative

Pep Talks, Only Not
Going to the MWV-RWA meeting last night was exactly what I needed to remind myself that writing--for publication, hopefully, yes--is really what I want to do. I needed that jolt of hearing from other writers, both published and not, that I'm not the only one who sometimes struggles.

There are times when I wonder if my writing will ever be good enough to be published. Telling a story in a way that brings the kind of enjoyment to someone else that I get out of reading a good book -- that's all I want to do.

I was also happy to hear other writers say that writing the first draft was the hard part for them and that editing was what they found enjoyable. I've honestly thought I was a freak for feeling that way. Too much time spent in fandom, I think, where many people, even those who use beta readers, rhapsodize about the creation (ie the first draft) and despair over the editing. Geez, for me writing that first draft is like falling on broken glass; editing is where the fun lies.

Yoga: Day 2