Running in the Dark
I’m a runner.
Most of the year I run in the dark. I actually don’t like dragging myself out of bed at five a.m. (in fact, I don’t recommend getting within ten feet of me at that time). Still, I’m a mom so I escape when I can.
But I’m lucky. There’s a canal at the bottom of our mountain that I run along. It’s lit up so I can spot the ripples in the stream, gleaming under the streetlights, as I plod along.
This morning was different though. There was a glow in the sky, a faint purple, and I know in a few weeks the sky will lighten and it won’t be so dark at five a.m. I’ll have the morning above me and I’ll probably run faster too.
Writing is like that for me. There are days when I’m writing and I feel like I’m running in the dark.
Going nowhere. Producing nothing. And I have nothing to show for it.
But then my manuscript starts to glow. Maybe it’s just a faint purple flush, but it’s there. And I know the dawn is coming. My story will shine.
And maybe, just maybe it will see the light of the day.
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Aw, Christy, what a nice post. Running on a regular basis is also like writing in that it’s hard to stay motivated but doesn’t it feel great to have it done?
I hope spring brings the sunlight of enthusiasm to all of us!
Great post, Christy!
Thanks girls. Here’s to sunshine!
Nice analogy.
Thanks Debbie! Glad you dropped by our site!