If you are like most new writers, somewhere along the way, life has decided that maybe you should take a break. I had it happen to me. I was just thinking that maybe it’s happened to you.
This part of the writer’s life lessons, is brought to you by…LIFE.
Like many of you, I was writing a book. I was starting to see things come together and visions of sugarplums were dancing in my head. I was just getting comfortable with the notion that maybe I was cut out for this. The story was great. The characters were becoming people I wanted around for a long time to come.
That’s when it happened: my friend died. And like Doc Holiday said in the movie “Tombstone” I don’t have all that many.
This story isn’t about my friend’s death, although I should point out that he was a great guy and a good friend. It’s about how it affected me. I quit writing. I started questioning whether I really was cut to be an author. I started wondering that if I did keep writing, what difference would it make? So many questions…so little time.
It took me six months to get my head back on straight. Six months to get over myself and realize that what I had to say was important. Somewhere out there in the world, someone is going to read this and it will matter. That’s all I can ask of anything I say or do. Somewhere…what I do matters.
My books are not intellectual works of literature. Hell…I feel great if my spelling is correct.
But somewhere amongst all those words, I know, there is a life lesson that will resonate to someone. That is all I need to keep going.
You need to ask yourself a question: Why am I really doing this?