Writing Happy When Writing Anything
If the writing grind is a nightmare while we’re actually doing it, then the end result is never worth it…at least for me.
I’m writing this article while happy. Happiness is the only ingredient required when you’re about to bake any type of ‘manuscripted’ cake. If you’re not happy first, you can’t win, you can’t succeed.
I’ve written dozens and dozens of articles and essays over the past few years. I’ve written a few screenplays, a handful of short webisodes and even a theatrical musical. Each and every composition was written in a state of disgust, desperation, frustration or general unhappiness. This is, literally, the first time that I’m writing anything from a sincerely happy persective.
It’s not easy. I have to work. Sometimes I have to close my eyes and type. I have to smile on out the outside while constantly reminding myself on the inside that I feel happy. But, I’m doing it because I’ve come to know that unhappy writing, at least my unhappy writing, is of no interest to anyone.
I love writing. I really enjoy it. Except, I haven’t.
Up to this very moment, every single writing effort has been a divisive grind. I despised every minute it. Sure, I always loved the end result, especially when it was a satisfying, well written document. I really loved it when an enterprise editor paid me to write a meaningful article that was published at HuffPost. I loved it when a political opinion piece that I wrote for Rantt Media went semi-viral and somehow found its way onto the Apple News feed.
Still, I hated writing both those articles. Misery doesn’t really love company and successes like those have been few and far between.
I hated writing those articles, and my screenplays, and my musical, and a bunch of news stories, and Congressional explainers, and political satire because I wrote unhappily.
Writing is fun, if you’re a writer. I’ve read dozens of beautifully crafted personal essays, drafted by uber-successful authors, all of whom bemoan the isolated misery of writing. I respect each and every one of them. But, I don’t care.
Writing can be a joy if its what you want to do. The journey can’t always suck because most of what we’re all doing is the journey. If you and I despise the grind, if we loathe the grind then what is the point? If you truly hate climibing a mountain, you might do it once or twice to get to the summit. But I sure as hell am not putting on all that gear for a third time if I can’t appreciate the ascent.
The writing won’t make me happy. The writing won’t make you happy. I don’t know you, but I think I’m right about this. I think that happiness will make the writing process happy. We’ll find out.