Planting the Seeds of a Writing Life
There is no 3-step process, no silver bullet, no magic spell.
You plant the seeds. You water. You wait.
Sometimes you say nice things, nurturing words of encouragement and inspiration.
Sometimes you slip up, and mutter dark, sharp things under your breath. Cutting things that slice carelessly into tender green shoots.
But somehow, the seedling survives.
You say you’re sorry. You add some nutrients to the soil. You let some sunshine in.
You keep writing.
Some days, you think you know how this writing life will turn out. You feel like you have a plan. A purpose. A path. It all makes sense, and you work away – pruning and fertilizing – secure in your sense of certainty.
But then, one day, a new blossom appears, and you don’t recognize it. It doesn’t…
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