“You don’t know why you started your novel, you no longer remember why you imagined that anyone would want to read it, and you’re pretty sure that even if you finish it it won’t have been worth the time or energy and every time you stop long enough to compare it to the thing that you had in your head when you began—-a glittering, brilliant, wonderful novel, in which every word spits fire and burns, a book as good or better than the best book you ever read—-it falls so painfully short that you’re pretty sure that it would be a mercy simply to delete the whole thing.
“Welcome to the club.
“That’s how novels get written.
“You write. That’s the hard bit that nobody sees. You write on the good days and you write on the lousy days. Like a shark, you have to keep moving forward or you die. Writing may or may not be your salvation; it might or might not be your destiny. But that does not matter. What matters right now are the words, one after another. Find the next word. Write it down. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.”
Written for NaNoWriMo, but excellent advice for any writer.
Printing this out and sticking it on the wall by my desk.