30 Days - Simple

[felicitygs]

 Two hundred and fifty words a day, she thought. That’s simple.

 

And it was simple, wasn’t it? Simple except for when it wasn’t, but that’s how these things go. Simple until they aren’t, and then eventually things swing back.

 

Everyone always thinks that there’s some magic trick to creative works. Everyone thinks that there’s something an author is holding back. It doesn’t how much everyone tells them no, no, no trick. Just do because these people will never hear it. Maybe they’re too young, too impatient, just looking for a reason why that person is talented when they aren’t.

 

Talent is something created. She makes her own talent, just as anyone does.

 

Talent is one word after another, rain or shine. It’s habit. It’s picking up the pen when you feel like there’s not a word left in your body to put down words.

 

We are our own worst enemies. We find reasons not to do. We buy books on how to write, what the trick is, but you don’t need them. Maybe one day, when you’re trying to improve, sort out style and all of that, but at the core, the very first thing you need is to write.

 

That simple.