You're writing, you're scribbling, you're using your scratch pieces of paper. You're using your computer. You're using your phone. You're using the back of your hand. You're getting in as much as you can, when you can, despite your busy life. Then someone hears about what you're doing and says the exact thing to take the wind out of your sails. They don't have to deal with the baggage they create in your mind; you do.
Cinderella
may be sad, but quickly enough her fairy godmother comes. She comforts
Cinderella and helps her magically, though she explains that even magic has
some rules. She has a beautiful dress, a way to the festivities, the rest is up
to her. But at this point Cinderella is in high spirits. She does fine.
But. Here's where the magic comes in. Whether it's a muse, or God, or habit, you keep going. The momentum you've started pushes you onward, and it is oh-so-fulfilling. It is a deep impulse.
She meets
the prince and they fall in love. Everything seems to be perfect.
The prince in our case can be symbolic of many things. Maybe we finish that story or novel. Maybe we find an agent. Maybe we figure out we are worthy of love and respect, as much from ourselves as from others. Maybe we make these amazing friends along the way. Maybe life takes on this glow that wasn't there before.
Oh but then
there’s the bit about the rules? And then there’s a debacle with a missing shoe? Good
thing they come in pairs. Finally everything is as it should be, and our heroine lives
happily ever after.
Inevitably there will be times when we screw-up. We lose track of time, we lose track of a shoe. But we have learned at this point that there's always going to be a solution to every problem. If something in our schedule changes so that we're no longer able to write at night, we adjust. We find the other shoe. And then we learn to live happily ever after, every day, because on a daily basis we are making our dreams come true.
