I’m a dreamer. I could spend hours sitting and writing scenes in my head. Actions play out like a movie unfolding in beautiful colors on a panoramic screen. Relaxing, lulling me into total relaxation, and soon drowsing off into eyelid theater.
Oh, to be able to envision these scenes and have them become written words! If I were an inventor, that would be what I’d create. Instead I’m a writer and my job is to create stories. Write stories.
Those beautiful scenes become slow, draw-out torture when trying to paint them on a blank white screen. Finding the right word, the right phrase…fighting my internal editor. I’ve tried stuffing a pair of smelly, worn socks in her mouth but I think she eats them. Don’t laugh! It’s true. She keeps right on yacking and I believe she’s just a head—not a full body—so she can’t remove them herself.
When I undertook this journey to be a writer, I didn’t know all the rules. That’s when the words flowed from the pictures in my head into written words with amazing speed. Some people can forget the rules and pound out the book first, then go back and apply those learned rules which must be followed. I guess their internal editors don’t eat socks.
But whether by one slow word at a time or by speed writing, one must sit themselves in the chair and write. Begin each session by praying for God to bless your efforts and to give you the words and have faith. He will provide what you need.
James 2:17 “In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.”