the writer's life is all here, in the making

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Here, on my desk, the notes I have made for the final seven scenes in the Florence, Italy, novel.

Seven scenes is a large number and I refuse to write fast; there's too much pleasure to be found in writing slow—in taking the time to look around, in stopping to live in the thick stew of it all, in feeling deeply, in walking to the end of that alley.

I am a writer because I love to write, because—for my own psyche—I have to. This writing—this right now, this work that comes after a year of self doubt and tossed pages, certainty of failure, little cracks of light, a sudden knowing—this is the thing.

The writer's life is all here, in the making. It's what we teach ourselves about words, faith, perseverance, about the collisions that become story.


Katrina said...

"There's too much pleasure to be found in writing slow." I love this Beth. And I find the pleasure in ALL things comes when I slow down: cooking, gardening, writing, being. It's easy to forget, and I so appreciate that here your focus isn't on how hard it is to write, but that we can indeed enjoy the process, if we give it time, give it its due, trust in the slowness good work demands.

Bidisha said...

Posts like this remind me why I still fall back on writing even when the going gets tough. Gorgeous, this.

Jessica said...

This is a beautiful post. I used to think there was something wrong with the way I wrote, because I needed time- lots of it. And I only ever get frustrated with the process when I try to push, to hurry things along. I love how you welcome the slowness.

Kimberley Griffiths Little said...

Oh, how much do I love this post!!! *love*!! Can I give a teaser and link to it on my blog? xo

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