I drove the main road through my community for two years and never noticed a sky blue house sitting behind a cluster of skinny pine trees. No clue how I missed it. The next time the kids and I were on the road, I pointed out the house and asked if they’d seen it before. They all had.
After thinking about how I could have missed the blue house for a while, the reason dawned on me. I didn’t see the house because my thoughts were on getting home or getting to the store/post office/etc.
I realized recently that I’ve been doing something similar in my writing life. I’ve been so focused going from unpublished to published that I haven’t been enjoying the journey as much as I could be. My mind is working overtime on writing a great and salable story, building relationships, staying on top of industry happenings and lots of other stuff.
I’ve decided to slow down and cut back my efforts in non-writing areas a bit so don’t miss anything.
Are you enjoying your writing journey?