I've learned yet another lesson the past few days. Just tell the story.
Long bouts of editing drain me. I find myself staring at the words, sick of them, wondering what I was thinking. Why did I think that part was necessary? What am I trying to say here? Does this even make sense?
Arthur Polotnik's quote speaks to me because months ago I felt the story burning inside of me, the need to share it with the hearts and minds of others. The feeling is still there, but the fire isn't burning as strong - this editing is getting in the way. Being concerned about too many do's and don'ts has begun to stifle my voice, Hallie's voice.
It's time to take Mr. Polotnik's advice. Time to remember the point of all this. I'm going to stop analyzing things word for word and go back to the beginning - the part where I had one goal: telling the story.
I will show what's burning inside of me. I will edit to let fire show through the smoke.
