I've blogged extremely sporadically for years. Back in the early days of blogging when everything had to be hand-coded if you wanted to customize one of the few themes available,…
A bunch of crazy friends of mine and I are about to embark on a 30-day writing challenge called JuNoWriMo (June Novel Writing Month).
It strikes me as I dive into this adventure that writing or really any sort of creating we do is an exercise in courage. To create requires we put ourselves on the line, bare our souls for others to see.
And it’s damn scary.
When I write a novel, somewhere around the one-third to one-half mark the novel starts to talk back. And it tells me that it’s a horrible story, that it’s dumb, contrived, no one will ever want to read it, and what’s the matter with me for wanting to write it in the first place.
That spot used to stop me dead. The story would die and I would leave it to break it up for parts later. Novel after novel I started only to have them die at almost the same point every time.
Until I learned from Anne Lamott and started to talk back. (more…)
So I have a habit of blogging well for a while, then disappearing all together.
I’ll let you in on a secret.
It’s not just the blogging. I’ve spent most of my life working in big bursts of creative fire where all sorts of things get done in all sorts of areas and for a while I am super woman.
Or perhaps, I’m Icarus…