So I was lying on the couch the other day feeling sorry for myself (tired and uncomfortable and just couldn’t figure out how to start that next scene in chapter 6 and why bother anyway because my stuff wasn’t good enough to publish etc.), generally losing all perspective, when a little voice in my head said, “Write one word.”
I could do that, couldn’t I? That didn’t sound so hard.
I propped my laptop sideways and with one hand typed just the first word in the scene. Then I thought I knew what the next word should be, so I typed that too. Pretty soon I’d forced out a pair of short paragraphs, and my hand didn’t know what to do next.
So I wrote one more word. Eventually, I sat up and employed both hands and got through a whole page.
That voice, at that time, was an answer to a prayer.
I just thought I’d share in case anyone else needed to hear this today:
“Write one word.”