The other day on Facebook, I posted,
I just want to read, and write, and read, and write, and read, and write.
That is all I want to do.
Yesterday I published chapter four of my fanfic “Opening a Door.” It was the most difficult chapter so far to write. For a long time it didn’t feel right; I had certain events that I knew should occur, but the story wasn’t cohesive. I’ve been writing in Notepad, but I needed to be able to “see” more of the story, see its structure, so I pasted it into Word, and that helped. I moved the part of the story that had been the climax to the beginning, because I realized it wasn’t really the climax…and suddenly everything started working.
It was so satisfying to finish that chapter, to keep digging at it until it came out the way I wanted it to.
I love this feeling. I want to keep going. I want to know what happens next in this story, and I want to work on all my other stories.
I’m so happy I’ve committed to writing every day.