This morning I woke up in an amazing state of my mind. I realized how blessed I am to have this gift of being able to write. I think what people call as "weird" when I discuss my writing ways, as the greatest blessing. For me writing is life, and life is writing, without it I could not honestly call myself complete.
I believe as writers, it is an honor, and an adventure to be able to travel with our characters on their journeys. To be able to weep when they go through pain, and fear for their futures when they are in peril. To laugh when they say something amusing, and hate them when their choices do not necessarily align with our future plans.
That, to me, is what being a writer is about. To live the lives of many within one body, and tell their stories to drive the imagination of others.
Last night, I wrote the last six pages to the end of my young adult science fiction series, The Guardian Chronicles. While I am still waiting for Book One to be released next month, and Book Two is only outlined, I finally knew my character's happy ending at the end of the sixth and final book.
You may think this would have me brought me joy to know that my main character, Rion, will get his happy ending, but I actually wept. Not just wept, sobbed--why you ask? Because through his eyes, I saw the pain and sacrifices that had to be made to get him to his ending. Love does not conquer, and life isn't fair. No, I cannot change it because this is how his journey must go, and no matter how much I outline my characters will always choose for themselves. I may leave door open, but is ultimately their choice to step through it or shut it.
This, my fellow authors, is writing. It is organic, pure, and an integral part of our lives.
This epiphany I had this morning has turned my sights back to book two, Guardian Rising. It has been fully outlined for three weeks now, but I used what I called "lack of interest" to keep from writing it. Now I know it was because I was afraid my heart could not bear to witness the pain and death of two characters I have loved writing, and to see how that will affect Rion and his mental state.
That, however, is not an excuse, and I am now more than ever driven to dive head first into this story and tell what needs to be told.
Always believe, never give up, and keep surging on...
There are three types of people in this world. Those who dare. Those who dream. And those who dare to do what they dream. I believe we are the latter.
Have a blessed day.
I believe as writers, it is an honor, and an adventure to be able to travel with our characters on their journeys. To be able to weep when they go through pain, and fear for their futures when they are in peril. To laugh when they say something amusing, and hate them when their choices do not necessarily align with our future plans.
That, to me, is what being a writer is about. To live the lives of many within one body, and tell their stories to drive the imagination of others.
Last night, I wrote the last six pages to the end of my young adult science fiction series, The Guardian Chronicles. While I am still waiting for Book One to be released next month, and Book Two is only outlined, I finally knew my character's happy ending at the end of the sixth and final book.
You may think this would have me brought me joy to know that my main character, Rion, will get his happy ending, but I actually wept. Not just wept, sobbed--why you ask? Because through his eyes, I saw the pain and sacrifices that had to be made to get him to his ending. Love does not conquer, and life isn't fair. No, I cannot change it because this is how his journey must go, and no matter how much I outline my characters will always choose for themselves. I may leave door open, but is ultimately their choice to step through it or shut it.
This, my fellow authors, is writing. It is organic, pure, and an integral part of our lives.
This epiphany I had this morning has turned my sights back to book two, Guardian Rising. It has been fully outlined for three weeks now, but I used what I called "lack of interest" to keep from writing it. Now I know it was because I was afraid my heart could not bear to witness the pain and death of two characters I have loved writing, and to see how that will affect Rion and his mental state.
That, however, is not an excuse, and I am now more than ever driven to dive head first into this story and tell what needs to be told.
Always believe, never give up, and keep surging on...
There are three types of people in this world. Those who dare. Those who dream. And those who dare to do what they dream. I believe we are the latter.
Have a blessed day.
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