I'm sitting here in the coffee shop with a smile on my face. Finished, edited and revised, "Recipes". Now comes the real work, the hard part, of sifting through the markets to find some place where a 2900 word slice of life story about a young man, family and potatoes might fit. Once again, though, I know that great joy of writing and finishing a story. Once again, after starting and finding a groove, characters and the story suddenly emerged, drawing from things I've read in the newspapers the last couple days as well as my own life and experiences, and the words poured out as easily as wine from a bottle.
It's such a lovely, energizing event to finish a story. Of course, doubts immediately circle me. Is it too dull and straightforward, too maudlin? There is some humor in it, too. How am I to judge? I'll have to submit it and let others read and judge it, and not let my fears and doubts attempt to dictate my actions and behavior.
Now I have to finish my coffee - still have half left - and walk home. It's after six, and my wife will wonder where I'm at and what I'm doing.
Write like crazy. I highly recommend it.
Causes Michael Seidel Supports
Kiva, Women's International League for Peace and Freedom, Propublica.org, Doctors Without Borders, GreaterGood.com