We reach a point in our minds where there are two worlds, the daytime regular everything and the written worlds within our minds.
The surrender of which world we’d like to live in exists somewhere in there. It comes and goes, but its there.
The story drives it and that story pushes the boundaries of whether we consider ourselves sane. It can be all consuming. Taking all of our time, energy, and often, patience.
There are two stories within this.
There is the act of ignoring the story, and may disappear from wherever stories come from, or it may stay. That depends on the writer and how much they love the story.
This idea of love of one’s writing is not something a non-writer will understand, hell, a non-creative won’t understand it. I don’t understand it sometimes.
But there is a love of our stories. It’s why we choose to keep it on our hard drives and not send it into the world.
The second part is fear.
We choose to live in fear of what others will say about our stories because the fear is like a warm blanket. It’s this fear that keeps us writing, but it also inhibits our growth as writers. For if we choose to keep our writing to ourselves we hinder its ability to move people. Which is what we want.
We want what we write to move people either spiritually or emotionally. It’s the reason so many of the top rated books in any genre have moved us to tears.
There is something else to this.
We have to move the way we see ourselves and our writing if we’re to ever do anything with it. Which may lead us to into a place where we’re no longer comfortable.
We must stretch our legs and write things we needed to write. Stories about our childhood that only we will see. Novels that only we will read.
There is a point in our writing where a story comes along, we finish it and have hope for it but after looking at our other work, it doesn’t fit. It’s completely outside our normal range of work.
But in writing that story we’ve exorcised a few demons. We’ve completed a story we don’t see.
We’ve move forward along our timeline in a way that makes us understand that it’s not the story that’s changed, but ourselves.