Many people desire to write a book. For years they’ve said they will write it one day, or if they are motivated enough to actually try, that it’s almost done, just needs a little more editing.
I include myself in this: I’ve been saying for a while that I’m this close to being done one of my many manuscripts.
For the last year five years I’ve been trying to write a novel. I’ve always loved reading them but I could never have imagined how much work writing a book is!
It’s no wonder many people never do.
This week I have promised to send my readers a new draft of my book, currently entitled From Girl To Goddess. I’m not sure when I began this book, perhaps August of 2012. It’s January of 2014 and I’m pulling out all the stops to kick my own butt and get this baby done as soon as possible.
Strange thing is…I feel like it’s finally happening. I’m getting near the end. Slowly I feel the cord connecting me to the book thinning.
Maybe I’m just sick of it. Maybe I’m ready to stop working on this and move on to my other manuscript (ok kinda a little).
But it’s more than that. The art I had been crafting has taken a life of its own. When I get stuck I take a moment to meditate and connect to my book: the etheral form in which is it already completed, already finished and I just have to tap into that image and listen to the way it would like to be shaped.
I am sensing that this book is getting all grown up and it’s almost time to leave the nest. How bittersweet.
Often when we are in a situation in life we are used to– good or bad– we get comfortable. Sudden changes even for the better can be jarring– oh my god it’s freaking me out to get my life in order! What, my book is on it’s way out to readers? Weird.
Part of me feels like a mom with empty nest syndrome. Another part of me feels satisfied. Another part of me is ready for the next creative endeavor. Another part of me is like oh god now I need to sell this to people. Another part of me knows there are one or two more rounds of edits left with my readers and a professional editor. That part wants to kick itself or something. Ok that’s a lot of slices of Sofia Wren.
I just wanted to take pause in the midst of the busy to jot a note down for someone at an earlier stage of their creative work.
Dear Writer:
Keep at it, but even though we desire so badly to be done our opus, the hardest part of the creative process may be letting it go, just like turning the final page of a really good book.
Do you have dreams of writing?
I help sensitive women who are drained by the needs of others and struggling to find the time to write so that they can become confident and motivated to fully express themselves.
