It Will Wait...

I started out this morning writing a fiction piece for the blog. I've been working and reworking the story in my head for the last few days and finally sat down to write it out.

Then Katie called and we had a really nice visit.

Then I got ready to go to the Thorns match, and did a couple of other things.

Then I reread what I had started this morning and decided that's not how I want it to start after all and I don't really have time to rework it now before we leave for the match so...

It will wait. I'll write it tomorrow. Or the next day. Or sometime next week. I think I'll move it over to Word since I think it's going to be one that I write and rewrite a few times to get all the pieces to work together just right.

And that's okay. It's not lost. That's the important part. Sometimes I'll write and rewrite a piece in my head for a few days and then...poof it's gone. Even if I've taken down a few notes so I won't lose it completely whatever the flow of the story that I thought I had is gone.

And that sucks.

I'm sure I've written some really brilliant things that nobody else will ever see because I didn't actually, well write them. Just "wrote" them. Told myself the story but nobody else.

I've also written some absolute disasters that were fine that nobody else ever saw, just to be honest.

But mostly genius stuff.

I'm sure.

So instead of a longish short story today you get a quick ramble about how I was going to write a story today but ended up not liking what I wrote after I took a break from it. And that's okay. The end story will be better for the rework.

Oh look! It's a metaphor!

If something isn't working it's okay to walk away from it. It's okay to rework it until you like it. And odds are it will all work out better for the shift.

And also it's okay to keep the absolute crap away from everyone else and pretend like it never happened...

(That last part might not be therapist approved but it works for me)

Happy Sunday, everyone. Enjoy your own rewrites!