Yearning For Sunrise
Another year has gone by, and here I sit at my desk again, writing a novel. I do this sporadically, not as regularly as I wish I could. But there's consistency in putting out at least one new novel first draft every year. I know I can take time to sit and pound out words, build up paragraphs, and create a new work of art.But an essential ingredient is missing. I haven't been able to get my writing revised well enough to feel confident about sending it to an agent or publisher. I've stumbled around this process for years, somehow stubbornly refusing to make the progress I need. And time is getting short. I must do what I set out to accomplish, now.
Now is the key word. I've been waiting for this moment. I've trained myself to revise, to edit, to polish my works and make them shine. I can do it now, whereas six years ago when I started writing my first drafts, I froze at the thought of revision. Now I'm not afraid. I can cut entire paragraphs without remorse. I can do the work that needs to be done.
All this is driven by my yearning for the sunrise of my writing career. Until now, I've been working underground and behind cover. But when I sail my ship on the lengthy journey of manuscript submissions, I'll be seen by those whose eyes and hearts matter. And the sun will start to rise toward its zenith.
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