Let's be honest people, it can't be good all the time. And it isn't. Writing is hard. Writing is lonely. Writing is like beating your head against a desk repeatedly. And that's what we writers live for. Masochists.
Writing reminds me a lot of running. Mind you, I hate running. I probably hate it so much because I'm horribly out of shape - but that's beside the point. But it is, and I'll demonstrate how. So this is going to be an interesting side-by-side kind of post. Here goes.
- Yes, I know that running is good for me.
- I know that I can't publish without finishing a manuscript.
- I know I should workout everyday, or at least every week.
- I know I should be working on my WIP everyday, or at least every week.
- I feel good at the beginning of a run.
- I feel excited about my idea at the start.
- I soon get winded and tired and my muscles start hurting.
- I run into plot/character/whatever problems and can't sort it out.
- I have to continue to push myself, panting heavily, muscles screaming to stop.
- I have to work myself through my blocks and continue writing when I'm not inspired
- I push through the pain and get high on sudden endorphins. (Note: Today was the only day this has EVER happened to me.)
- I finally come to a breakthrough where everything is suddenly piecing together.
- I finish the run and feel fantastic.
- I finish and feel completion.
- Repeat again tomorrow.
- Begin the editing process.
See some similarities? You see - running is horrible. But so is writing. But we continue to do them, but for different reasons. I push through running because I want to be healthy. I write because I love it, and the good far out-weighs the bad. (For runners, they can say that too. But, like I said, I am no runner.)
They are both difficult. They both take incredible endurance and dedication and patience and drive. And you have to be willing to deal with a little pain.
Both both writers and runners can agree: There's nothing else in the world like it.