For the Love of It

The last few weeks have been good writing weeks. I’ve spent large chunks of nearly every day either writing or drawing. And I’ve been...happy. Which has just driven home a truth I sometimes forget in the publishing hubbub: What truly gives me joy is the act of creating. Publishing what I’ve created is wonderful, too. And long droughts between acceptance letters are depressing. But even in the dark times publishing-wise, the simple act of putting words on a page, sinking into my story, developing my characters to the point that they become a surprise even to me, fills me with great joy and satisfaction. It really is about the writing.