I attended the next meeting for the children's book project tonight.
Having made revisions I was happy with, and having made special
arrangements to get there on time, I was excited to meet with the group
and see how everyone was doing.
I am exhausted.
The process of writing is different for everyone. For me, fiction works
when I am largely the scribe for my characters, listening as they talk,
watching them move, and recording their words and actions. It is a process
that lends itself to solitude, to quiet, to being "in the zone."
A book written by 20 people, however, requires a lot more than solitude
and quiet. It requires discussion and consensus, compromise and middle
ground. And for a person coming from solitude and quiet, these things
are not easy.
But, as I recover from my exhaustion, I remind myself that, like most
everything else in life, this is a process. It is an opportunity not
just to generate something new, but to learn something (or a lot of
somethings!) new as well. I am not just generating a chapter of which I
can be proud. I am learning to work with a group to generate a book of
which we will all be proud.
The learning process isn't always easy--often we learn the most when
it's hard. So I suppose it's a good sign that I'm exhausted tonight.
It's all part of the process.
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