My post title is dedicated to anyone who has seen "Into the Woods". ;) Two more ridiculous princes have never existed.
After a very late, and astoundingly awesome night with my new writer's group... I woke up this morning with a terrible cold. Talk about a let down.
So, I wanted to use today to talk openly about the World of Stupefying Suck that writing can be... and more importantly, the reasons we do it anyway.
One of the hardest things about being an aspiring author is the self-doubt and that inevitably comes with it. You are putting something of your own creation, something that was born of your mind and developed in your soul and you're hoping against all reasonable realities that somehow your skill will eventually be good enough to do that creation the justice it deserves.
And somehow, at some point, you will always fall short.
Whether it's your drafting, your description, your ability to see the big picture or the tiny details that matter. At some point, justified or not, you will always feel like it isn't good enough.
After that... it's easy to give up. But we don't.
We want to keep going in spite of it all. I believe that all aspiring authors are secretly optimists posing as the destroyers of worlds. We make our characters lives terrible and we give them our pain and live it out through them. We might not be able to punch our struggles in the face, or smash their fingers under our oh-so-hot stiletto heel, but our characters can.
Through them, we can win.
That's why I keep writing, keep fighting, even when some days it feels like I've lost the war. Why do you?