Two years ago today I posted this to my blog, and reading it again this morning made me smile.
Because once again, I feel like I’m up a tree. Once again, something that seemed simple, in my head, is turning out to be so much more tricky on paper. Once again I’m being reminded that writing is hard work. And sometimes it’s slow work. And that’s ok.
But another reason why I’m smiling is because that “first ever effort in the world of magical realism” that I mentioned in this post refers my story “Teardrops and Watermelon Seeds,” the story that was published this spring in Spark. Which just goes to show that the hard, slow work does pay off eventually.
After two years of writing, I still expect stories to pop out of my head and form, nearly-finished, on the page. Despite more than a decade of telling students to slow down and take their time, I still rush. Although lately I’ve urged myself to focus, to finish things before I start new ones, I still make daily to-do lists that say things like…
- Finish chapter 14
- Revise short story
- Write a blog post
- Read for one hour
…and I actually expect that such quick accomplishments and multitasking of the mind are possible.
A few mornings ago, I woke up with a story in my head. I developed it, tweaked it, walked around with it, honed it, until it was practically bursting from me. I was so excited to sit down and write it out. (That…
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