Yep...I hit the wall. Hard. A wall that felt like this picture. Insurmountable, solid.
"I can't do this, God!"
I must have said it a dozen times. "I can't get into the hero's head. I can't get him right!"
What did God say to me?
"Oh, yes you can. You can do this. I gave you the ability to do this and you
will."
So I picked myself up and dusted myself off, talked to my CP about it a bit and got a new direction. Not a big one, just a slight switch in characterization and plot and it freed me up. I had been trying to fit a square peg into a round hole.
I think I'll be okay now because God is in this with me. Always has been. I missed the July 1 self-imposed deadline, but that's okay.
God is good. Tomorrow I won't encounter a wall, but a door. See, the door is still in the wall, but I just couldn't see it Friday afternoon. Isn't that like everything we encounter when we try to do it on our own steam? God is there, waiting for us to ask Him for help, yet we're so stubborn.
1 comment:
Good for you, Pam! I'm having my own fear/procrastination troubles myself. For me, I need to push that all aside and just do it, no matter how awful this first draft turns out.
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