No, I didn’t make up that headline. I stole it wholeheartedly from the Mummy with Rachel Weisz and Brendon Fraser. I still love the movie, but it doesn’t just apply to ancient Egyptian mummies.
It also works on writers.
This weekend, I managed to finish a book that took me over a year to finish. For someone who used to write 3-5 books a year, this long slog to the end was an epic journey worthy of the grandest epic adventure. And I was happy to be finished.
But writing the end is just the beginning.
Because, after the end is written, the rewriting begins. And I’ve already rewritten it twice since the end.
Now that I’ve submitted the book to my publisher, there will be further revisions, further rewriting.
The process can go on forever. But really writers don’t grow if they’re just rewriting the same work. So even after that book is published, the writing begins because there is another book. Another end. Another beginning.
In other words, writers are like hamsters on a wheel:D
Until next time.