It’s gray today, but I don’t see rain. They’re calling it mostly cloudy, but I disagree.
It seems to be all cloudy.
Today I am waiting for inspiration like one of the characters yet to meet Godot, I can sit on my bench-couch all I want but for me, today, the ether is eerily quiet. Especially in the direction of wisdom.
Which is tricky for a Wednesday.
But that is the thing about writing, it isn’t all about the inspiration. It’s nice, but not required. It makes it easier but it’s a luxury, not a guarantee.
Writing is grinding out word after word, often, and with great friction.
To make great fiction.
I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t be unsupervised today, and I could edit that out and pretend it never happened but that wouldn’t be entirely honest. There go my cool points.
All two of them.
And I saved up hard to get those.
Back to the writing. It’s not always downhill in a free flow of sentence after sentence, and I think that’s where a lot of people stop because they believe it’s supposed to come to you and through you. When it does, there’s nothing to beat it.
But when it doesn’t, it’s pushing past the resistance that will get you through.
That’s not only about writing, or even solely about creative endeavors, though they have so much of us in them it can feel personal.
But it’s true in life, as well. So many invisible membranes all around us, some others seem to push through with ease. It doesn’t make us worse, it only makes us different. Someone, somewhere is watching you glide and wondering how you do it.
That’s it for me today, have a wonderful Wednesday.
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