I seem to be constantly learning new things about myself as a writer. I’m definitely learning that you can pour yourself out into writing and it can still come out poopy (can i use that word?)
And the second, third, fourth, fifth drafts may not be any better. Part of me just wants to hang up the towel at times.
Sometimes I write things that I personally think are genius and find out no one agrees with my viewpoint. Its hard letting your babies go. But I keep trying and keep writing: for what?
Still trying to figure that out.
Stephanie Boersma 