I low-key have a nice little writing streak going. It’s the second straight day I’ve written 1,000 words in one sitting.
The anxiety about the words is still there in the sense that I know what I’ve written isn’t quite working yet. It’s unjustified. BUT…and here’s the difference I realized as I was talking to Liz on the ride home: I know that the scene needs to exist, now. I know that the story I’m telling CAN work. It’s the RIGHT story to be telling in succession after the last book I wrote.
I wandered for a long time in not knowing if the story I was telling was even the right one. If it even made sense as the next step in the saga.
Now I know. Now, the anxiety has shifted to making it all work and fit together…but honestly, and this is advice I found myself giving another writer very recently…making it all work and fit together is not what I should be thinking about right now. Right now, I just need to plug in, let go, trust my general outline of where I’m headed and then just float there. See where the river takes me. That’s my job right now. Just float.
Build those dams and bridges later.
Good work day too. Also, got to see Joe and Madhuri tonight and they asked Liz and I something pretty damn special. To which we said yes.
I love those two so much. So. Freaking. Much. They’re literally family to me.
Great way to end a really solid week.
Night!