Beginning of the End

Today is officially the beginning of the end. It is the first day of my last term of graduate school. Ten weeks and two courses will find another document hanging on the wall. This leg of my educational journey has proven to be much more than a simple degree. The last year has seen the rust knocked from my creative wheels as characters have been born, worlds created, and the words flow freely as water.

Notebooks have been filled with ideas and outlines for future works. Stories have been drafted, one has been published, and my first novel manuscript is nearing completion with another waiting in the wings. It has been a good run. It is safe to say regardless of the headaches at times, this has been the most exciting time of all my years spent in education. I have spent the last few days reviewing clips of interviews with Stephen King. To watch him speak about the writing process–about how he thoroughly enjoys the process and hopes that his readers get the same enjoyment–with his face and eyes lighting up with each retelling is to see someone describing the exact way I feel behind the keyboard. Simply put, I enjoy writing. The creation, the crafting, the redrafting. The entire process is exhilarating, but all of the energy put into every word is with the intent, the hope, the dream that the reader will feel that same energy as they read the words. That they will see the same scene and experience the same feelings as I did when writing it. When living it. Because isn’t that what every writer does? We live the story first. We dress up as each character and perform as if we were on stage or the big screen. It is our dress rehearsal so to speak. Making sure each performer is ready and the stage is set for the grand opening when our reader steps in getting to experience the story in live action up close and personal.

My wife has been and always will be my first beta reader. I was able to experience one of these surreal moments this past week as she read one of the latest chapters of my current project. She and others who have read previous chapters have laid the pages down invested in the characters and anxious to see what’s next. With this particular chapter, my wife responded vocally during the reading process. An external and outward response as if she were in the room with the characters watching the action unfold and could intervene. As a writer, this proved to be one of the most satisfying points of my young career. To be allowed to witness the response that you as a writer dream will happen to each reader of your work.

It is this thrill, this excitement, this emotion that keeps the words flowing, keeps the characters showing up, and keeps my fictional worlds going. Now to complete these final weeks to graduation. Then orchestrate my greatest story to date. The transition to a successful writing career. Thank you to all who continue to share this journey with me. Our subscriber list continues to grow and we have more visitors daily. Stick around because inside this big ball of chaos, we are going to create a great big world.

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