I’m not like a lot of other writers who had a passion for it from the moment they could read. I spent a month writing in August 2008 while unemployed, then set it aside for a year. I returned to it August 2009 when I had difficulty finding a job and finally finished my first draft. I wrote by the seat of my pants and enjoyed pretty much every moment. Then I sent it to critique groups October 2009. I had some up and down moments when I realized writing a great novel was more than just putting words to paper. Still I was passionate about my work. It wasn’t until I editing it for the umpteeth time when the passion started to fade. Now I don’t even want to look at it. Okay, maybe I do want to look at it, but it irritates the hell out of me. 🙂
Now I’m working on other novels. I started off with wonderful ideas (in my mind that is) and wrote the first few chapters. Then the technicalities of writing came into play and just sapped my motivation for writing the books. Did I show enough? Does it capture the reader? Which novel should I concentrate on first? Are there gaps in the plot? Will a literary agent find this one attention getting? Is this a hopeless cause? It’s turned into a chore…a job with no pay.
So, how do I keep myself going? Sometimes I don’t. I remind myself this is not my livelihood. This was meant to be fun…a way to pass the time while looking for work, keep my mind active, and entertain myself. Even if I do find someone to represent me or publish my work, there’s no guarantee I’d sell enough to make a financial living from it. Most authors don’t. So, I stopped turning into a job I have to complete and work on it when I feel like it. That might be a few thousand words a day. That might be a day I only think about writing. Sometimes I get an idea which has nothing to do with my current WIP and spend a day writing a short story.
I guess the bottom line for me is this. I keep my love for writing alive by remembering why I started–for personal entertainment. If I find representation (which I REALLY SUPER DOOPER WANT), it’s icing on the cake. So, why did you start writing? What keeps you going? And how do you keep the hope alive?