Do the Write Thing

The problem with being a part-time writer is that your story takes longer to make it to the page. In the meanwhile, the majority of the tale you wish to tell remains rattling inside your head. In my case, I have a trilogy—three books that focus primarily on three women across different timelines. The first book has very few scenes left to write, which is somewhat comforting...until I realize that I have two more books full of plot, character details, intricate scenery, and emotional turmoil to craft. It can get depressing.

I am in Baltimore this week to bury my mother-in-law. Because my father-in-law is an old school, stiff upper lip type of man, I spend the majority of my time in the hotel room while my husband helps his father through his grief in private. Then I spend my evenings seeing to my husband's grief. In the time between calling florists and desperately seeking out additional life insurance my MIL may have purchased, plot points from my third book keep knocking against my skull. I am desperately scratching them all down on my notepad in  spurts of barely legible half sentences, snatches of dialogue, and descriptions of characters.

I have had moments where I have wondered if I will continue writing at all after Sunder is complete, but I know certainly that I will. It is not a matter of choice. I must tell this story in its entirety. I can never rest until this trilogy is done. Whether I will have another story to tell after the trilogy remains to be seen, but this is one story I must tell at the very least. I had an English teacher who said the mark of a writer was one who wrote not because he wanted to or even because he enjoyed it... but because he must.

So even though at times there are other things I would rather be doing, I write. I write because I must.

Comments

  1. Sorry for your loss.

    Writers write because we must . . . I've heard that before and while I agree with it to an extent, I also think writing is more of choice than most writers care to let on. Simply put, we could stop writing and do something else: drink, the laundry, visit a psychiatrist, etc. But nothing else is quite as rewarding.

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