Writing is hard.
It’s an exhausting struggle, a long painful illness. It’s so hard that I have just rehashed a George Orwell quote about writing a book. Orwell does phrase it better though…
“Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness.”
It is an effort. You get an idea but it is an incomplete one, forcing yourself to fill in the gaps, to make everything perfect, to make them more presentable to the world.
In sport, a lot of exertion causes muscle strains, in writing you get a headache. All of these ideas are cramming in for attention or there are simply no ideas at all.
Writing is competitive. Have you ever walked into a bookshop and been overwhelmed by the sheer amount of books that are lining the shelves? That inner critic telling you that your name will never be amongst them? That a publisher will never consider you?
There are copious amounts of websites that are related to writing, from getting started to getting published. It looks like everyone is trying to make it as a writer; everyone after all, can be a writer, you do not need any special skills or qualifications, just the ability to put random words into sentences in order to evoke an image or an emotion. It sounds easy, but it really isn’t.
I’m starting to understand why so many writers liken the act of writing to sitting down at a desk and simply opening a vein. Writing is painful and tiring; a mental struggle. Your give everything you have to writing, pouring the essence of everything you have ever come up against onto a page and trying to give it some shape and meaning.
Yes it’s true that anybody can write, but it takes someone with real creativity and drive to sit down time after time and go about writing something that is technically perfect with a flawless idea – no holes or inconsistencies allowed.
The act of writing, when the words flow out of you consistently, soon filling the blank page that lies before you is what makes writing worthwhile.
It’s a feeling of accomplishment, of making progress. Those days spent idly writing, erasing, and re-writing are irrelevant when you are on a roll. It’s your eureka moment.
You feel creative and energised on those good writing days. Something inside of you has been released and you feel completely free. The fact that writing is so hard is completely forgotten when you stumble across the most perfect idea.