Over the past five or so years a pattern has emerged with how I want to work on my fiction.
For now the specific will stay with me, because it took a long time to realise and it’s too raw to me to share. Raw isn’t’ inherently bad, FYI. It’s just raw.
The takeaway is that embracing this pattern has been so freeing. I know what makes me feel good. What makes me want to write.
With debilitating fatigue and job to work that keeps the roof over my head, (aka I cannot “hustle”) who knows when any of my fiction will see the light of day, but those are practical concerns for another day.
Today I’m celebrating taking a step towards finding what sparks my creativity.
