This Is Fun

I’m still writing away at this novel every chance I get. A half hour here, a couple hours there. In between family, important tasks, and work.

Every time I return, I reread where I left off. I get really into it, excited to see what I came up with next and then it stops and I’m sad.

Then I remember that it’s my story and I’ve been the one writing it all along. Now I just have to keep going. So I do.

And I think I’m getting it wrong. Or the phrasing is out of place. Or I’m getting out of hand again. I keep writing, knowing I can go back and fix it. Then I’m off tending to life.

I come back and reread what I’ve got to fix. I may tweak a bit or see something more clearly, or even change parts completely, but it’s always better than I thought.

This is just so much fun!