Writing can be fun especially when you are in the full flood of imagination – the story unfolds ,the words tumble out, there is excitement and almost unstoppable momentum. There are struggles of course, as we build on the initial ideas, but it is easy to drive on and build the story.
When the story is done, then our work begins in earnest as we struggle to correct, polish, precis, and all the other things that bring our work to a minimum level of coherence. This is hard, it needs patience and a self critical eye. This is where most of us fail. The glamour of story telling is replaced by this dreadful pedantic nit picking; it’s not what we ant to do. But do it we must.
Sadly this reluctance to perfect our once shining ‘idea’ of a story overwhelms us and we fall short. It is just this failing which is what the literary agent focuses upon when he/she reject our work. The story is lost often never to be seen again. This is the dark place I spend too much time.
On then, on to the next blazing, side splitting story that perhaps no one will ever read.