I started writing a short story a few weeks ago. I usually concentrate my creative writing on bigger projects like novels. I tend to have way too much to say to confine myself to just a few thousand words. But, this time it seems to be working.
In fact, I am now at that point in the writing process when my thoughts are almost entirely wrapped up in my story. My focus is on my characters and I am sort of walking around in a fog of my own life because my brain is in that other world.
There is still so much editing and tweaking to do, and so, so little time to work on it all. But, this is my favorite part of being a writer. I love when my characters and their problems come so alive in my own mind that they start taking it over. I love how the story begins to unfold and reveal itself with so little effort from me. It is almost magical when, no matter how crazy my real life gets, I can take myself back to my story in just a spilt second and lose sight of my own frustrations and struggles by shifting my thoughts to the lives of my fictional friends. I can’t help but revel in the joy of creating a new story, of getting to know people who exist only in my mind. This is such a passion for me.
There are times I suffer from writer’s block or from my own insecurities about my abilities. Sometimes I think writing is too much trouble and maybe I should just quit. But, then an idea will spark in my mind and take on a life of its own, and I am scrambling once again to find a minute to jot it all down……
Incidentally this is exactly how I felt when I was working on my novel, The Life I Dreamed. If you are interested in reading the fruits of those labors, check it out here!