Reflections on the Process

Writing teaches me patience. I cannot write anything all at once. I need to write little bits each day. I cannot have the best draft until I write several lesser drafts. That’s just the way writing, and life, are. I need to keep trying, picking away. Also, I need to fail. I need to get rejected, revise, and submit again. I need to both accept that failure, criticism from myself and others, while still believing I have something to say. I need to both try for and not care about publication. I need to feel the urgency of getting something done, send it away, force myself to forget about it, work on something else. There is so much holding on and letting go in this. I often struggle with the constant switch in focus, energy, emotions required to proceed.