She formed her sentences carefully like a slow reader
who foresees ahead of him the next sentence
and guides his pen towards it.Finding the opening lines has always been the hardest part of writing for me. Once I have them, the rest usually follows. Those hours, sometimes days, when jumbled thoughts consume my mind, are by far, the most fun and rewarding part of writing any piece. Words follow thoughts, sentences follow words, paragraphs are formed until the content comes to its close; the end.
I am pleased with my works but the process is where my true joy is found.
Other writers get their thrill with a finished product. They defined their end and rushed to get there, the wordy path frustrating. They're happy to be done, and however good it is, they didn't enjoy the journey, they only hope it sells.
I hope my cookbook sells, too. I've been patiently working on it for so long. But like a blog post that gets buried in many and perhaps only read by few, if it shouldn't, I still reap the biggest reward. The book will remain my pride and joy, for it is love of the process that guides my pen each time.
Travels With My Aunt