Last Week’s WW: Nobody’s Perfect
Lately I’ve been having trouble concentrating on writing.
Let’s face it. Sometimes writing can be overwhelming. It’s fun, it’s exciting, but sometimes, it can feel like an uphill battle that will never end.
I’ve started a new project. It’s a story about addiction, the falsity of classes, and a world where people hibernate or never sleep. I’ve got the rough edges worked out.
But, I think that there is a part of me that is afraid that I don’t have the skill to write this story.
I suppose every story should make you feel this way. If I really think about, it’s likely that every serious work I’ve done has. But, it’s unpleasant.
I long for the fleeting euphoria, when you feel like what you’ve written is the best thing ever. I’m not there yet. I think that this can get there.
It’s just that it’s going deeper than any story that I’ve ever written. It’s testing all of my skills, and really making me think. It has less flashy action and more character development.
Sometimes I worry that I’m a surface level writer. That I’m bad at themes and that my writing doesn’t have anything to say.
This story does. And that’s probably why it terrifies me. Why I worry that I’ll fail. Why it’s hard to sit down and try.
But, that’s passion, right? I’ve said before that to write a successful story, it should push you out of your comfort zone. It should make you stretch every writing muscle you have and make you find a few new ones.
This story is doing that to me, and I’ve hardly written 3000 words. (I’ve put a lot of thought and conversation into it outside of the actual writing).
I’m used to writing up to 2000 words an hour. Even if I have to trudge through the mud and only write 20 words, it’s still progress. I think that this story is worth telling. I think if I can get through my own insecurities, it’ll be a great one.
I just have to keep going.