“Ink on paper is
as beautiful to me as flowers on the mountains; God composes, why shouldn't
we?”
Terri Guillemets
“Every writer I
know has trouble writing.”
Joseph Heller
“It is impossible
to discourage the real writers — they don't give a damn what you say, they're
going to write.”
Sinclair Lewis
While reading On Writing, by Stephen King, I wondered if I was doing all I
can do to reach my goals. Several
other questions occurred to me. As
I write perhaps I will, or will not, arrive at some answers:
Am I a writer?
Am I a good
writer?
Am I a great writer?
Do I need to be a
great writer?
Or do I only need
to be good enough to make a living at this?
Can I make a
living at this?
Am I being
pretentious, calling myself a writer because I think it sounds cool or gives me
some kind of identity?
Am I disciplined
enough?
Is my goal to
write or to make money?
What kind of
writing do I want to do?
Should I be open
to anything?
Why did the last
two paid assignments I had end up in frustration for me?
That’s all the
questions I have for now. To
answer the first, I am definitely a writer. I say this because I write. I write almost every day. In the last year and a half, I have written over 1,000 pages
either by hand or in my blogs. As long as I keep writing, I’m a writer.
To answer the
second question, I’m a good writer.
I don’t know if I’m a great writer. I’m not Shakespeare, but do I need to be? What do I want?
I want to live in
my house on the beach with my Muse.
Stephen King says his muse (no capital) is a surly old guy who smokes
cigars and acknowledges him with only the occasional grunt. My Muse is a beautiful flower of a
woman. While she doesn’t grunt at
me, she doesn’t say a lot until she’s sure I’m committed to doing my work. Sometimes she speaks as soon as I begin
writing, but most of the time she waits.
If she does speak, she gives me a germ of an idea and then says, “Get to
work, lazy one.” She says it with
a smile, but she’s serious. She’s
nothing if not unpredictable.
Still, I love her and I want to spend my life with her. So here I sit.
Reading King’s
book is not unlike having cold water thrown on my face. According to him, I’m not reading or
writing nearly enough. I’m proud
of the one book a week I read.
King thinks I should be reading about one-and-half times that.. Someone else said to make 300 books a
goal. In his article, The
Ultimate Cheat Sheet for Reinventing Yourself,
James Altucher says to read 500 books.
His response to those who say they can’t?
“Give up.”
But I can’t give
up. This is too important. If I don’t do this, if I don’t give
this every ounce of effort, if I don’t get my house, if I don’t get my Muse,
then I am a failure. There is no Plan B.
I’m not trying to be dramatic, but my life and my happiness depends on
this. This is why I was born. In fact, before I was born, God whispered this assignment into my ear and He said, "Go find your Muse."
The only thing He didn’t give me was a guarantee of success. He did say, however, that as long as I
don’t give up unless I’m dead, then I should be fine.
So I feel like I
need to up my game. I need to work
harder. Yes, I’ve done a lot. But it’s time to move forward. I know what I need to do. I know how much more time I need to put
into my reading and writing.
And here’s the
thing: I’ll take this gladly. I’ll read more. I’ll write more. I’ll get up earlier. I’ll spend more time in this chair with
my Muse. I’ll make sure I’m
reading or listening to books every chance I get. The truth is I want to
do this. I want to read more.
I want to spend my life with my Muse in my house on the beach.
I want this! What else is there but my destiny?
I still don’t have
all my answers. I don’t know what
books I should read, but I’ll read what interests me. I don’t know what kind of writing to do, so I’ll write what
my Muse tells me to write. I’ll
keep working until the answers reveal themselves. I’ll Get Started and I’ll Keep Going…because that’s all I
can do.
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