I wrote this post in 10 minutes. No joke.
These days, writing is the most effortless it has ever been for me. I can crank out a thousand words in less than half an hour without breaking a sweat.
But it didn’t always used to be this way. It didn’t always use to be so easy.
The other week week, I heard Ann Voskamp advocate for poetry over prose. She reminded that in a world of reality TV and fear-driven media, beauty can still captivate us.
I saw my friend Mark deliberate over the last final iterations of his memoir that’s about to be published. And I saw my other friend Carl spend night after night, recording his solo EP in a studio in downtown Atlanta.
I see all of this, and I realize: There is still a place for artists in this world.
The difference between good writers and bad writers has little to do with skill or practice.
It has to do with perseverance.
Bad writers quit. Good writers keep going.
If you are a true creative — someone prone to perfectionism — then you are rarely pleased with your work. It always feels incomplete, never quite good enough. You are constantly disappointed. And that’s okay. It’s normal.
You’re just getting started as a writer. You’ve never published a book. And you want to. But you’re not quite sure how to begin. No publishers are knocking down your door, but you still feel like you’ve got a book in you. Do you wait? Do you try to get noticed? Do you keep polishing your book proposal skills? Maybe not. Maybe it’s time to get started now.