Editing · Writing

What’s The Easiest And Hardest Part Of The Creative Process?

What’s the easiest part of the creative process?

Nothing.

Making time to write. I may be in the minority here, but that’s because I don’t do a lot of other things. I don’t watch movies. I don’t play video games. So on and so forth.

I’m also stubborn, so I will fight anyone or anything that gets between me and my writing time.

With editing, the final round is much easier than the first.

I love having time to write and edit. So I try to give myself plenty of it.

What’s the hardest part of the creative process?

Everything.

For me, getting through the middle is the hardest.

Beginnings are fun and exciting. I love the honeymoon phase of any project.

But overcoming the halfway hump has been my biggest obstacle. If I can grind out the middle, the ending isn’t too bad.

I’m really bad at finishing stories. Like shockingly bad. Over the years, I’ve gotten worse rather than better. My patience is practically nonexistent nowadays.

When it comes to edits, starting is tough.

Hence why I have many written but unedited drafts.

I’ve been trying to figure out how to push myself through these hurdles.

I suppose nothing really comes easy. Words don’t write or edit themselves unfortunately.

Writing

Mistakes I Love To Make Every November

Don’t be me.

Outlining inadequately.

Kind of like solving a math problem without knowledge of all the relevant concepts. I get stuck and have no idea what to do next. I can’t be a writer and a math genius. My brain isn’t that big.

Knowing what happens in the beginning and end but not the middle.

Similar to running around in an unfamiliar room while blindfolded. You managed to get there and you know there’s an exit somewhere. Now just get out somehow.

Being unacquainted with some of my characters.

The equivalent of going to a party where you know the host and no one else. Don’t be shy. They don’t bite. Unless they’re vampires. Then be careful.

I hope those analogies made sense. If not, you’ll have to wait until I recover from my pre-NaNo, NaNo, and post-NaNo breakdown.

Personal Reflection · Writing

A Much Needed Note To Self

Keep going.

Even when the going gets tough.

You’ve come too far.

Keep going.

Even when you’re ready to give up.

You worked so hard.

Keep going.

Even when the end is unclear.

You’re almost there.

Keep going.

Creative Writing

Strangers Again

Is this the very end

I will never forget when

You used to be my friend

Now we’re strangers again

Writing

Waiting Until The End

For the most part, I don’t tell people about my projects until they’re complete.

I’m worried about not finishing or finishing with less than satisfactory results.

So if I do finish and I happen to attain results I’m proud of, I can’t wait to tell somebody. Especially if I’ve been waiting a long time for the right moment.

Until then, I wait until the end.

It was easier to hold off telling people anything prior to starting this blog. These days I have the greatest urges to sit down and tell you everything.

Writing

End

I don’t want NaNoWriMo to end.

I especially don’t want my novel to end.

I love my story and my characters too much.

Even though I don’t typically write write sequels, I have decided I will write my first one after all. There is a first time for everything, right?

On second thought I could just continue writing this novel until I have a manuscript that is 500,000 words long.

Creative Writing

I Never Knew

I never knew how much it would hurt
To have to let you go
Give you space to get through
But waiting forever is impossible to do
Do you miss me as much as I miss you?
 *
You changed in front of my eyes
Who are you?
I don’t know who you are anymore
We used to be different
We were great friends
No one could touch us
So where did we go wrong?
*
We had a bond
A friendship built on trust
So why did you throw it away?
Did you want to forget me?
I’ll never know the answers to these questions
Because every time I ask you never tell me
 *
Both of us had to go
In separate directions
Down different roads
I won’t forget you
I never will
Even though I never knew
Enough about you
Before the end came to say goodbye
Now time is up
At least we tried

A Road