This week I’ve given into my fears.
I wrote without worry. Making sure to give myself the space I needed. The time I needed and allowed myself to screw up.
All of these have given me more peace in my writing than I’ve felt in a long time.
I finally feel like I don’t have to worry about the way the story is going, even if I feel it’s going off the rails.
I’ll make a note of it and keep writing.
There used to be this feeling of loathing when that what happen.
I’d think, “oh shit, I’ll have to fix that”, and stress over it. This week I haven’t done that.
Every word of the draft has been good and I feel it’s moving in the right direction.
Today I’ll get some set up things done. Make some l headway on certain items, and get the story rolling.
I hope you all have a great weekend.
I’ll be bartending today and tomorrow, but Sunday, we’re going to the state fair.
My wife and daughter have paintings entered in the fair.