Uuuuggghhh. Waaaahhhhh. Meeeeeehhhh.
That’s pretty much what my brain sounds like right now. On repeat.
Maybe it’s because I just started reading my first zombie novel ever, The Forest of Hands and Teeth by Carrie Ryan. No, you don’t think so? Okay, fine, probably not.
(But is her title awesome or what?!)
The truth is that I don’t know why my internal soundtrack sounds like a moody, sleep-deprived toddler. Also, it doesn’t really matter. I’ve let myself wallow in the inexplicable funk for a couple days now, and I’m done. I got sh*t to do, books to read, and most importantly, books to write!
(PS: This is totally not how I thought this post was going to go. I had planned to whine and vent and then go eat some chocolate. Oh well.)
While I get my butt back into gear, here are a few fantastic insights into writing and the creative process/life:
Listen: novels are beasts. Especially in the revision stages, they metamorphose into creatures their final shape will likely hardly hint at. The trick is trusting that the detail work, those microscopic changes made with your nose to the grindstone—that all of it, really, the heartbreak and the bruises, translates into something that ultimately succeeds.
– “Behold the Beast” by Aria Sloss, via Glimmertrain
“Hey, this isn’t singing in the shower.” There were a few baffled giggles. A couple of slouchers sat up straight. Figuring that I had nothing to lose, I continued: “If you’re only writing for fun, then stay home and write a million pages. Nobody is going to read them, so who cares how good they are? I assumed you signed up for this conference because you want to have readers, because you want to come out of the shower and onto the stage, and start singing for someone other than yourself. You’re right, it is hard. And more fun than you can imagine.”
– “On Singing in the Shower” by Paul Michel, via Glimmertrain
It’s called a plateau, and if you achieve any level of success in your life you will become familiar with this deadly geography.
The plateau happens to everyone. We can’t know when it will end, but there are things you can do to climb the mountain. I could have made an effort to form a band, learn jazz guitar, do something completely different for a concert. Instead, I panicked and shut down. Ninety-nine percent of creative people give up. There’s no shortage of musicians, artists, writers in this world, but there are only a few who can live up to their dreams. My advice: let go of the pride and get to work. There is one reward for failure, but there are multiple outcomes when you try.
– “Music and Me” by blog-friend and screenwriter Jon