This is my pile of writing projects I am working on. I think there’s a fair few writers who have constant projects on the go. I seem to have nine, or ten. As a poet my process is to write poems, and then the task is to edit, and adapt them, to fit into a collection, or chapbook seamlessly. Therefore, I have a lot of writing projects on the go. Which does cause me to frequently Google I don’t know where to start or how do I know where to start. Because it can be overwhelming to think heck, I must finish some of these. Which one do I finish first. Which one is more important. Which one is time sensitive. And then my head spins and comes off.
Not really. I just procrastinate and get absolutely nothing accomplished.
Writing is hard. Harder still to edit it and turn into something other people will want to read, and laud. Writing is hard work. Writing is sitting for hours, and cranking out pages of material, which may or may not make the cut. You have to make those cuts. Writing despite your circumstances, despite how you might be feeling, despite any belief you may or not have in your ability. Writing is creating magic. Writing is creating something bigger than yourself. The written word is so powerful it could probably send rockets into space, and DeLorean’s into the past.
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