Before the excitement of the first snowfall of the season, there is often rain. Perhaps not a lot of it, but just enough to muck up the lawn, dangerously puddle the streets and dampen spirits in search of something wondrous and new.
Writing is like that – rain before snow; work before pleasure; painful slog ahead of the glorious and divine feeling of accomplishment, and if we are lucky, publication.
Rain has its purpose, though.
It refills and restores. It promotes growth and newness. And we grow because the rain strengthens us, makes us taller and bolder. More vibrant and able to withstand the challenges we face.
As you write today, write with an appreciate for the rain. Recognize that the rain-on-your-parade rejections and the sloppy, messy hit-then-miss drafts are moving you forward to that moment of sudden thrill when you look out the window to see a promising horizon of nothing but pure sparkle.
Write and understand that the “rain” has a job to do. And the only way you get better is to continue to work and strive and get better.