this post was really negative but i re-wrote it several times


I can’t write for anything, everything comes out wrong and it’s so frustrating I want to cry

I can’t do this, I’ll never finish this story. I fail as a writer, I fail at doing the thing I love most.

Am I even a writer anymore? I want to fling my laptop at a wall, why is this so hard? Why can’t I do this? Why must I fail at everything? My writing stinks. My writing is empty and uninspired.


I can and I will write and I will write well and to the best of my abilities.

I will write what is on my heart and what is in my soul. Maybe one day my words will help someone or inspire them, maybe my books will be there for them like so many books were there for me. 

I am a writer, I love words, I love writing words.

I love the feeling of the keys under my fingertips, the way they clack as I type. 

I love creating worlds, characters, and problems for them to overcome. 

I am a writer, and thus, I write. 

It doesn't have to be good, it doesn't have to be #famous, it just has to be heartfelt and honest.


For I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.-Philippians 4:13


Sorry for the random post, I've just been in a slump when it comes to everything lately. 


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