Dear WIP,
We've been together for a while, now, and I've come to know you pretty well. You are bold and interesting and not afraid to take some risks. I always liked that about you. Sure, you say some stupid things now and then, but who doesn't? Lately, though, you have been so hard to talk to, afraid to open up. You're holding back, showing me only the tiniest bits of your world where you once wore your heart on you sleeve and felt free to gush. Is it something I said? Have I offended you? Did I give you bad advice? Are you having mad hormonal surges or something?
I can only wonder if this new wrinkle in our relationship is because you are growing up. Believe me, I've been there. One day you are doing your own thing, oblivious to the existence, let alone the opinions, of anyone else. Then "Bam!" You realize that you're not alone. That others are watching you. Maybe you start watching them. Before you know it, you are constantly comparing yourself to others or worried about being left behind or making the wrong choices. All of a sudden you are aware of what's out there and it scares you. That's growing up. I won't lie; it ain't always pretty. And it definitely isn't easy. You will be judged, rejected, deconstructed, and made over. But that's life. That's how we become our best selves.
Or maybe it's me. Maybe I've made all the wrong choices for you. Maybe somehow I've lost touch with the real you. Have I stifled your voice or failed to listen closely? Maybe I've been the one who's afraid. So scared to get it wrong and send you out there unprepared that I become overprotective. After all, you are my responsibility. But maybe it's time to let you have your head a little more. Drop the reins and let you run. It's hard. You'll never know how hard. I just wonder, have I given you enough direction to keep you from dashing head-on into catastrophe? I guess it's time to find out.
So here it goes. I'm letting go and letting you lead the way now. I'm right behind you. Just remember, don't be afraid to show yourself as you really are. Make no apologies. Just put yourself out there.
One last thing. When it's all said and done, I, and a highly qualified team of specialists, can always give you a kick-ass make-over, so be bold, be sassy, and run like hell!
LOL! great letter. Love it! I"m sure you and your WIP will be very happy together. :0)
ReplyDeleteThis is so perfect, Mary Ann. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThis made my night!
ReplyDeleteThis sounds a lot like the time I had a conversation with my latest MC. I literally had to ask her who was telling the story, her or me. Guess who won. ;) She told it better anyway, so I'm okay with it.
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone. Sounds like we've all been there, huh?! :-)
ReplyDelete*ambling over from Kelly Hashway's Blog*
ReplyDeleteLove it. I have to say that this is one of the most understandable/sympathy enducing posts I've read in a while.
I have been there and done that so many times I should just go ahead and open the T-shirt shop. In all honesty I'm in the middle of it right now.
Well, I hope the inspiration will strike you with enough force to let the words flow. Good luck!
Welcome, C.M.!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the sympathy. A writer's journey is never easy. I LOVE your comment about opening the T-Shirt shop!
You all must be good luck, because I can feel the momentum starting to build and the clouds are lifting just enough to see the next obstacle...