I was up this morning, early, working on a story; and it is a mess.
I don’t know what’s going to happen.
I don’t know how it’s going to happen.
But yet, I keep showing up each morning.
I’ve been writing for 24 years now (!) and I’ve learned a few things:

1. Nothing happens unless I show up.
2. The story is smarter than I am, but
3. The story has to be a mess before it can be made better, and also:
4. Nothing happens unless I show up.

I am writing this all down here to remind myself–to give myself hope and comfort.
And for all you writers out there: maybe it will give you some hope and comfort, too.

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