Breakthrough

I enjoy writing but I am terribly critical of my own work. I often read something I wrote months or years before and think, “meh” or “total crap.” I will edit and edit again and edit some more and still feel like I haven’t gotten it right. My over-critical reading and editing process distracts me from the content, which can leave me convinced that I will never accomplish writing a story worth reading.

For the first time ever, I read a chapter I wrote several months ago and got lost in the story as I read it. I enjoyed it, like I do when I read a good book written by someone else. And when I came to the end of the chapter, I wanted to turn the page and keep reading. Then I remembered, “Hey, I wrote this.” I didn’t feel like I wanted to edit it. I didn’t feel like it was total crap. For the first time ever, I wasn’t distracted by my own writing. I was involved in the characters and the plot and had no awareness of the words, sentence structure and flow. I wanted to read more. For the first time ever, I felt like I was the author of a story worth reading.

Breakthrough.