This is the post I didn’t want to write (which is why I delayed it for a week). This is the post where I tell you that for the last few weeks the writing didn’t come first. Instead 250,000 words belonging to someone else came first as I edited chaotic documents that had been translated from two languages before they came to me. A website, eDMs, meetings, and emails also came first. And when I wasn’t working for my business during the day, at night, and on weekends (over at my other persona, Rowena Writes Copy), I was doing my best to meet longstanding and long overdue social commitments which were of course completely pleasurable, but again meant that the writing didn’t come first.
When I was writing for business I felt guilty about not writing my novel, and when I tried to find time to work on my manuscript, I felt guilty about not doing the writing that pays my bills. Anxiety started to build as I worried that this would be the second time that I had been given a rare opportunity to do something that I really cared about and that it was at risk of slipping away from me because of other people’s deadlines.
Thankfully I have four fundamental elements to keep me focused...
This is the post I didn’t want to write. It is slapdash, jotted down between deadlines, and tells the woe is me story of having a moderately successful business. More meaningfully, it is the post I didn’t want to write because it references the experience of my friend and many others like her, whose stories I am so keen to share with the world.
I can’t think of a more important reason to remember why the writing should always come first.
Postscript: For some readers this post may not make a lot of sense right now. Don’t worry. It will.