Pep Talk

Remember.

You are the only person who can give these people life. Your mind, your memories, your thoughts and desires for them, none of it comes alive unless you make it so. The demon with the power to summon shadows, the one who, deep inside, has the capacity for love. The girl whose throne was stolen. The Nyiathan whose story remains unfinished. The girl who needs to save her world from the greed of a Selinian governess.

These are all voices that will forever go unheard. Unless you free them.

Brynn’s love for Kyros cannot grow until she meets him in the market – or wherever that future begins. She cannot know the truth about her father until it is written. She won’t – she’ll live on forever with the broken heart she cannot mend. And no one else will know her or her story – she will fade away into a someone who might have been.

So get it together.

Get it together and find the words. They are inside of you and they WANT TO COME OUT.

Find the mental block in your head and smash it to pieces. Watch it crumble. Blow every last damn pebble out of your mind. You are better than this, you were BORN with this calling and this talent and this need, and there is a purpose to having it within you. There’s a reason why you feel transcendent when you write, when you’re thinking about these characters and their stories. There’s a reason why you are so emotionally invested in the ideas that come to you. They are not meant to live in your head.

LET THEM OUT.

Open the gates. Even if you start with a trickle. A word. A sentence. Break the dam and let them flow.

In 20 days, you will be 38 years old. A far cry from the young girl who wrote her first chapter book about an Apache Indian girl fighting to survive. A far cry from the young woman who published Nightfire, and then Forsaken. It’s been nearly 10 years since you’ve started anything and finished it, and it’s no one’s fault but your own.

Smash the wall. Break the dam. Let the words out. You have to LET THEM OUT.

Intent will only get you so far. Commit to this, commit to make the push, and you can do it. You CAN.

I know you’re tired. I know you feel like the magic is gone, the tap to your creativity somehow broken without a fix. I know you feel lost, and I know the weight of depression doubles gravity sometimes.

It’s for those reasons that it’s even more important to do this. No more excuses.

God gave you this gift. Let it save you. Let it move you. Let it remind you WHO YOU ARE. It is YOUR tool, YOUR weapon, YOUR STRENGTH.

USE IT.