Approaching the finish line!

I’m closing in on the home stretch of my WIP, “Good, Old-Fashioned Magic.” In fact, I’m hoping to finish it this afternoon! It looks like the story will weigh in at around 33-34K—a little longer than my original estimate of 30K, but not by much.

Since I’m up to my eyeballs in story work, I’ll leave you with these words of inspiration. Earlier this week, I was really struggling with my WIP. Now that I’m writing full time, there’s a pressure, an urgency to get my work out into the world that wasn’t there when I had a steady paycheck.

I realized I needed to step back, and that’s why I wrote myself this reminder of why I write. I’m sharing it now in hopes that it will be useful to someone out there:

Remember that you’re writing not to serve your own ego, but to serve a higher purpose. Your books are not for you; they’re not even from you. They flow through you. Your stories are a gift, not for you but for the world, and it’s up to you to use this gift in a way that’s of service to others.

Approach the page daily with a spirit of humility, gratitude, and service.

ROW80 check-in

ROW80Logocopy1.) Finish a draft of “Good, Old-Fashioned Magic.” Wrote 2,558 words. Almost there. Hooray!

2.) Read to hone my craft. Finished reading Julia Cameron’s “Walking in this World.” I recommend it, though I would also recommend reading her book “The Artist’s Way” first. I also read a chapter in “The Fire in Fiction.”

3.) Blog at least two times a week, on Wednesdays and Sundays. So far, so good.

4.) Check in on Twitter daily and on WANA Tribe at least once/week. On track.

5.) Comment on 5-6 blogs per day, Monday-Thursday. On track to meet this goal.

6.) Super-secret project: Write two articles/posts each week for that project. Nada, but I should have time later in the week once the novella is done.

This is a blog hop!

One week to go! How are your goals coming along?

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8 thoughts on “Approaching the finish line!

    • Thanks, Ruth. It does feel strange after we finish a story we’ve been working on for a few months, doesn’t it? Luckily, I’ve already got another set of character whispering in my ear, so no worries there. 🙂

      Thanks for stopping by! Happy spring!

  1. Yahooo! You can do it! The end is in sight and you are on your way!

    I like your reminder about why you write; there are times I think that what I’m writing is just silly goofy stuff but then i think about all the silly, goofy stuff I’ve read that’s touched me and I think that maybe, just maybe, I might end up being someone’s silly, goofy cherished memory.

    • Thanks, Kathy! I think we need silly, goofy stuff. Most of us can reflect on a moment when we were going through a rough patch or just having an off day and we picked up a book that made us laugh or smile. Art can enlighten us, it can teach us, but it can also entertain us, and that’s a good thing. 🙂

  2. Denise,

    Would you mind if I copied your quote, and put it on my bulletin board?!

    I love it. Deeply and wildly love it.

    Years ago, I was a waitress at the Old Faithful Inn in Yellowstone National Park. We would get incredible lunch rushes – Half the people rushing to catch the next geyser eruption (uh, it’s name is not “Old Faithless”. Barring some catastrophe, another’ll be along in an hour or so. You can settle in and enjoy you lunch, really…), and those herding in because they had just seen it, and wanted to savor the memory over a meal in a lovely and historic dining room.

    It could be grueling work.

    But I would wonder, sometimes, about my guests. Was this a vacation they’d waited their whole lives for? Was it worth it? What were they going home to?

    I tried to be a tiny piece of the feeling they wanted, something that would glow in them when they went back to their real lives, because I had the good fortune to live in a national park (no matter how hard I worked, that was always worth it!), and they had only a few days.

    I like to think that once in a while, someone somewhere says, “Do you remember that waitress – the one who chatted with the kids and pretended the ketchup bottle was vintage wine?”

    It doesn’t even matter if they remember my name, or what I looked like. all that matters is I would have made their lives just a tiny bit better.

    Writing’s like that –

    And I’ve just about written a blog post! *copy, paste, look at tomorrow….*

    • Please, go ahead and put it on your bulletin board. That would make my day. 🙂

      Yes, your comment would make a wonderful blog post! I love your outlook on your time as a waitress. It can be a grueling job, and it’s wonderful that you were able to keep such a positive perspective. Sounds like you made some good memories, too, during those days.

      Thanks for stopping by! I always enjoy your comments.

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