It was the best of times, it was the worst of times


Happy Day after Christmas!  I hope everyone had a nice holiday.

Let’s dive back in!

Being a writer is a little like being a manifestation of Michigan weather.  For any fellow natives of America’s High-Five, you know that our weather has a bit of a borderline personality disorder.  Meaning it’s crazy.  Cray-cray.  I feel bad for any weatherman that stands in front of a news camera and (with a straight face) tries to predict what the weather will be.

How is being a writer like being a manifestation of Michigan weather, you may ask?  Because it is beyond unpredictable.  Another way to describe it would be to say that it’s like herding cats.  The cats in this metaphor being motivation, inspiration, and creativity.  You have to manage to corral all three cats in your arms to get anything done and risk being clawed to death in the process.  Thankfully, creativity has never physically maimed me (unless you count a stellar migraine) but it has done the next best thing.

Oftentimes, it will abandon me.  Much like a cat when it knows it’s time to get it’s claws cut, it will hide from me, only to reappear when I turn on the TV or decide to do some chores.  Heaven forbid all three necessary writing traits would sit cooperatively at my side while I type out more story.

While all of the stress and anguish and frustration are not going to go away any time soon, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.  Not because I have dreams of being published one day (though that would certainly be nice) but because nothing gives me greater pleasure than to have someone finish my book and then tell me why they love it.  It’s like Christmas.  I take so much time and care in each present I give that, when I see the happy faces, I get the satisfaction in knowing my hard work paid off.

So no matter how much I whine, and gripe, and moan, no matter how much complaining I may do on this blog about my writing, know that I don’t mean a word of it.  Because being a writer is everything to me and I love every second of it.

Bye for now!

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