…though I’m not sure if it’s permanent. The day job is still kicking my arse. I have found enough mental space to get back to writing again. It feels good. I feel almost like myself again.
This story, this WIP. I don’t know about you, but no matter how much I’ve planned ahead of time, I only figure out what a story is really about by writing it. It always changes, takes unexpected directions. Sometimes I think that there are only things I can discover in the midst of the process, outline or not.
But every writer is different. And that’s normal. And that’s okay.
I had some other writing topics planned, but you know what, no.
Guilt serves no one. Comparing yourself with another writer only paves the way for resentment. However which way you write, is how you write. Slow or fast. It’s normal. And it’s fine. It’s enough. Honour your process, whatever it may be, friends.