Today, I came accross this post by Derek Murphy, a defense against the attacks in the "War on #amwriting" and I was suddenly so pumped that I had to write this post. He gets it. He understands, and makes a pretty freaking eloquent statement as to why it is I still write in spite of it all.
“#amwriting” isn’t a bold declaration of successful authorship; it’s an acceptance that the journey is rough, the sea is choppy, the future uncertain. It’s recognizing and admitting that gee, writing a book is really, really hard. But we’re all writing books together, and it’s really hard for everybody.
I'll admit there have been times where I feel myself sinking down the thick quicksand that is writer's block, especially after this summer where I spent most of it NOT writing. And now that I'm working on the outline for Book 2 of the Family Relics Series, getting stuck after every scene, and forcing myself to NOT start a new project until I finish the 3 I have open, I once again feel that perpetual I-suck attitude. It's like I'm in the fighting ring with nega-Tanya and she's punching the crap out of me.
But, whenever I find myself wrapped in a self-pity blanket that cocoons me to a point of narcolepsy, and creates abnormal finger cramps that keep me from hitting those letter keys, so warm and fuzzy the embrace of the evil quilt that I begin to think, "Why fight it? Why torture myself into writing something that may never be a success when I can just give up successfully and call it quits and claim 'At least I tried!'? Why I ask you? WHY?"
Somehow, in that pit of hysteria, I find the courage to go online in search of inspiration.
And today, I found this little gem.
And then... go back to writing.