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This Fun Is Serious

After a short break, I'm back! It only took about a month of reduced internet usage, in which I focused on opposite-of-linguistic experiences such as silent meditation, dance, a musical performance date with my loverman, and chasing a toddler, and I've managed to reach the halfway point of my Briars and Black Hellebore manuscript.

Spoiler alerts: Rosemary wakes up from her nap! Wannabe heroes arrive from all parts of the world to smash the curses of Vepres! Divergent prophecies compete for fulfillment while sexually frustrated characters also compete for... fulfillment!

I applied for an award that I did not win (and had very slim chances of winning), but my greatest fear has been averted: that upon receiving my rejection letter, I would feel so discouraged that I would fall out of love with my project. On the contrary, the rejection (and the anticipation of the rejection for a long while beforehand) got me thinking hard about all the weak spots in my current work and how I can strengthen them. Great ideas for story and character development continue to jump out and tickle me at the most inopportune times, such as in the shower or while sleeping.

And I love it! I'm feeling refreshed and ready to write on, with the sharp advice of my writing group, the thoughtful musings of my favorite blogger-buddies, the inspiration of raw life experiences, and the love of my husband and daughter behind me.

This month, I feel like there's nothing I can't do. I know the odds are against novice writers. I know I have a lot to learn. I know the path to my dreams is long and fraught with perils. But that's what makes it so beautiful and exciting.

I want to raise my daughter to be smart, savvy, and practical, but also to believe in her dreams and nurture her creative spirit and draw resilience from adversity. So I'm setting the example of living my dream of spinning complex, juicy, luscious stories while balancing my time with those real-life experiences and relationships that are the fuel of creative fire.

I am serious about this fun--the fun of enjoying the people I love and the fun of doing what I love to do. Really, what else is there?

Colleagues of the writersphere, what recharges your batteries and makes you feel like you would do this forever, no matter the measure of outward success? How has rejection or failure made you stronger in your creative work?

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