|By Ian Britton|
For runners, there is a point during a marathon when they feel they cannot go on, they cannot possibly finish. They refer to it as The Wall. I am not a runner. I hate running. I am a writer though, and I have just hit my writer’s version of The Wall with my WIP. I was sitting in front of my computer, word processor up and ready with the file, and I just sat there, staring at it. What in the hell am I doing? I wondered to myself. This is all shit! No one will want to read this!! I felt as if everything I’d written was infantile.
I cannot say that I’ve never felt this before. I have with many an attempted manuscript…. Did you notice I said attempted? That’s right. Every time I have hit the wall with other writing projects, I have deemed it to high to scale, and too long to go around. I have turned around and walked away. I have never finished a book. I have been too scared and thought my ideas weren’t original enough. Everything I wrote, once I got to that Wall, was worthless and crap. I refused to keep writing.
Not this one though. I intend to keep writing… I am DETERMINED to keep writing. I know for a fact that this wall I’m facing right now is nothing. It is made of paper mache and all I have to do is rip through it and continue on. This feeling WILL PASS!! I will get excited about my WIP again! I will think, Someone needs to read this! I have made it farther in this book than in anything else. I am doing it and I will keep doing it and won’t stop until it’s done. The last words I write will be THE END.