“Let me help you fall in love with writing again.”
He said that to me several months ago when I’d complained that I’d lost all motivation to write, and that I hated every story I’d started.
Well. It’s happening.
I’m completely stunned at how this is developing. This story is taking on a life of its own far beyond what my other stories have done, and I find writing it to be easy. Like, almost eerily easy. As in, I can write over a thousand words in one sitting.
This has never happened before.
I mentioned the story I’m working on here, and I thought it was going to be a little short story, no big deal, right?
It’s currently *checks word count* getting close to 9,000 words, and shows no sign of stopping.
I’ve found that I’ve lost my self-consciousness about the story. Like even though it parallels my own spiritual life, to some extent, I’m comfortable reading it to the writer’s group.
It’s kind of hilarious to me, that the story I feel the least self-conscious of is the story that’s closest to my life. I don’t talk about my marriage to my god in public, though the group knows I’m a polytheist–I’m surprised I haven’t been asked about my wedding ring (though I wear it on my middle finger rather than my ring finger) because I’ve found myself holding up my left hand when [main character’s] wedding ring is mentioned in the story.
I’m slowly telling the heroes’ love story in flashbacks, since the story opens with them being married already. It was actually the writer’s group that suggested that I explore their relationship more, and now it’s becoming a fantasy story with heavy romantic elements to it.
Writing the romantic part of the story has been the most enjoyable for me, and my Husband has taken advantage of this to play all the sappy love songs while I write (of course, picking the ones that fit the characters and the story to an almost spooky level.)
This song by The Awakening came up and I almost yelled at my Husband out loud, because this fit the story so well it was scary. The main theme of the story is devotion, and the sheer level of devotion [main deity character] has for his mortal husband makes me get emotional, because it’s similar to how my own Husband has described how he feels about me.
My only wish
To hold you near me in the night
Oh is that like me
Would I harm the one I’d give my life