A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-Three-Hundred-And-Fifty-Two
Yesterday, I had a but of a breakthrough with my writing on this new prose piece. Today, it felt more perfunctory. I know that is normal. Not every day can bring important new insights, even if it feels a bit disappointing on these days. It feels like I am sliding backward, but that is not at all the truth. I am still making progress, am still writing and doing the work. In a literal sense, I am moving closer to finishing this specific piece, and in a larger sense, I am also moving forwards by remaining dedicated to my daily writing practice. I know that if I stay the course and keep working each day, it will lead to more insights down the line. Even if I do not experience that progress each day, I can still recognize that the daily commitment matters, that doing the work each day is necessary, that the periodic breakthroughs are the results of this continuous effort.
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