I am in the process of editing my novella and found myself in a war against myself. Each time I open the file a new battle ensues. There have been several battles so now I believe the right term for this ongoing conflict is a war. There is the odd saying that in order to have peace you need to fight the war. I know exactly what that means now. It is funny because the more I write, the more I see how the actual process of writing reflects the conflicts and growing phases we find ourselves in within our own lives.
For example at first I saw my manuscript as my baby. I am not a parent yet but I have younger siblings and even helping to raise them has given me some heartache that should get me a noble peace prize! Helping a younger person grow takes a lot of patience, a readjusting of mindset, tact, trying to see things from their point of view and a whole load of wisdom and life experience. I find it is the same with a novel. You are trying to create a work that will take on a voice and life of its own. While you try and nurture it, you can find that your voice begins to strangle its life and need to step back. You want to tell it what to say but ultimately know that the most powerful mode of communicating is to show.
…So the fight begins: your words want to communicate in one way, and your mind is telling you needs to be said in another way. But how?
Writing is such a battle.