Well, here we are. November 30. For me, this day is monumental.
Because today is the day I finish the rough draft of my first novel. *Exhausted cheers*
I originally set my deadline as December 31, but when a friend decided to participate in NaNoWriMo and write 50,000 words in the month of November, I decided to join in. I had already finished 30,000 words of my novel but knew if I didn’t light a fire under my hands, I’d never finish writing this thing by the end of the year.
There were many days I felt like (1) I was an awful writer, (2) I had no originality, (3) my story was as dry as days-old bread, or (4) I shouldn’t be wasting my time. Writing wasn’t always fun. It wasn’t always easy.
But some days, it was both, and those days carried me through.
Now, this is a very, very rough draft. I plan to go back and read through it all, scouring off the grime and getting to the good stuff. But instead of moving hastily on to the next step, I want to stop and reflect on what it took to get here.
Patience with myself. Patience with the process. Patience with my inexperience at novel writing.
I kept moving ahead, plodding along. No. Matter. How. Hard. The. Next. Step. Felt.
I asked for divine gifting of the aforementioned patience and perseverance, and a confirmation that God was OK with me spending my time like this.
Your Turn: What goals have you set for yourself lately (writing-related or otherwise)? Have you achieved them yet? If not, what will it take for you to achieve them?
P.S. – I’ve read some really good advice on this topic of perseverance and the writer’s calling lately. Author Jody Hedlund and literary agent Rachelle Gardner have particularly provoking posts.
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