The other day I was musing over how all of the creative sorts that I used to follow back in the day all dropped off the face of the planet, when it hit me: I dropped off the face of the planet, too. Talk about a blind spot, lol.
Though I didn’t have any adoring fans that I let down. There are people out there who are very good at commanding attention and getting noticed … and I am not one of them. I tend to become shy. So. Very. Shy.
Anyway, my absence from the planet is why I sit here saying, “I’m super passionate about writing,” with so few titles attached to my name.
Those lost years were essential. They added depth to my ideas that I wouldn’t have developed otherwise, and broke me out of the standard tropes. They gave me life experience.
They also left me too scattered for awhile afterwards to finish anything. I had no focus or consistency.
And I don’t like talking about it, so don’t ask.
Thankfully, in this part of my life, I’m a lot more solidly grounded, so I’m much better at writing nearly every day (I say after I took a full month off just because). That’s the part that really matters to me, but dang do I wish I was working faster sometimes.
Like, it would be so sweet if I was finishing TWO novels every year, instead of just one.
Because sometimes I feel like I have too many stories inside of me, waiting for their turn.
By Autumn Rain 
It’s never too late.
Progress can be slow.
Just keep moving.
You’ll pick up momentum. 🙂
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I was listening to a lecture the other day by Brandon Sanderson. He’s a well published author of fantasy. Anyway, he commented how people automatically ask when you say you’re a writer, “Are you published?” He dislikes this. If someone says they like to play basketball, the question isn’t, “When are you playing for the NBA?” Likewise, writing doesn’t have to “go big” to bring joy and every writer is different in the time they need to finish something.
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