Writing is like driving at night in the fog.
You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
– E. L. Doctorow
We finished our 2020 Daily Writing Challenge last week. I accounted for each writing session, tabulated the results, double-checked, verified, and had my results audited by an independent accounting entity. In other words, they passed my cat’s sniff test. My grand total for 2020 was 98,233 words written.
My results fall short of my 135k target and my 115k actual from 2019. I suppose I could succumb to sadness, discouragement, and consider myself a failure, but I don’t. I’m not one to make excuses for not reaching my stated goals. I can’t help myself with these results. No one disputes the train wreck of events we experienced. World events, pandemics, social upheaval, strange happenings, and having to face the uncertainty of the unknown is enough to upset anyone’s apple cart. Heap on personal challenges and family struggles, and it is astounding I wrote anything.
There is a positive attribute to the mess. We learned to preserve, and we figured out ways to get things done despite the obstacles. I am eager to close the books on the mayhem, but I won’t soon forget the mindset, determination, the surging force of courage, and the resulting self-confidence I developed. They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but we rarely face those challenges all lumped into one twelve-month period. I hope 2021 will grant us relief, but I intend to hold tight to these new, hard-won strengths.
What positive writing lessons did you learn?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer