November opens a new door to a new novel, but sometimes the stories I tell myself make it harder to walk through that door with ease. (Image © Lori Gravley) |
I don’t remember a beginning as bad
as this one. I feel like I’m in a Lemony
Snickett novel. Part of this is probably
because I’m dreading that I’ll be traveling for work for 15 days out of
November’s 30.
And writing that I realize that’s
the problem. The stories I tell myself.
It started with a story about how I
needed to write 3,000 words a day to get ahead in order to be ready to travel. It continues with a story about how
difficult it will be to write while I’m also teaching a class by myself in
Kenya. It continues with stories about how I’ve failed in the past at doing what I wanted to do while traveling on
business. It’s furthered by worries about
writing on the plane, in the airport, etc.
In order to convincingly tell
myself these stories, I have to totally disregard all the times I’ve awakened
at 5AM to get my words in before my work day starts.
I have to ignore the tens of
thousands of words I’ve written on the plane and in airports. I have to ignore all the poems,
blog posts, chapters in novels, essays, and other work that I’ve written in hotel rooms.
As is so often the case, the story
is the problem.
And when I can recognize that, I’m
able to come back to my work with renewed vigor and hope.
What stories are you telling
yourself about your WIP or NaNo? Are
they helping or hurting your writing?
When I can identify the stories and
challenge them, my work often gets easier.
I let go of all the tension I’m feelin that I don’t need to feel and sit
with what is. Hopefully, I'll be able to do this during this week of NaNo writing.
Here’s to a wonderfully successful
and more comfortable Week Two.
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