Snow is tumbling to the ground. The sky is white, and I cannot see across the St. François River to downtown. Outside my writing room window, the snow piles on the branches of the trees. It is a winter wonderland. This is the majesty of winter. It is a day to stay indoors and curl up with a good book.
For the past four weeks I’ve been hard at work on my novella — looking for ways to make the book better. I want this novella to live, so I’ve shown up at the page everyday to do the necessary work. Sometimes all that was required was a little tweak, other times an entire scene needed to be written. It hasn’t been easy, some days downright frustrating, but I kept at it. Last night marked a milestone: I completed this round of changes. It didn’t kill me, and I didn’t give up (as I sometimes thought I would), and the manuscript has improved. The work isn’t done yet, so I will continue to invest in my dreams.
Yes, it’s a nice day to curl up with a good book. I may do that later on. It’s also a good day to keep working, and so I will, taking in the beauty that surrounds … the beauty that is this world.
For the past four weeks I’ve been hard at work on my novella — looking for ways to make the book better. I want this novella to live, so I’ve shown up at the page everyday to do the necessary work. Sometimes all that was required was a little tweak, other times an entire scene needed to be written. It hasn’t been easy, some days downright frustrating, but I kept at it. Last night marked a milestone: I completed this round of changes. It didn’t kill me, and I didn’t give up (as I sometimes thought I would), and the manuscript has improved. The work isn’t done yet, so I will continue to invest in my dreams.
Yes, it’s a nice day to curl up with a good book. I may do that later on. It’s also a good day to keep working, and so I will, taking in the beauty that surrounds … the beauty that is this world.
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