When I was in college, I spent a summer in Dumaguete City, Philippines, working for a Christian organization supporting impoverished children and families. Every morning everyone in the organization was expected to meet at sunrise. Together we sang:
This is the day that the Lord has madeTo a young, cynical American, awkward in a foreign country, it felt hokey. But I grew to love those morning services. Even for those who aren't religious, I think the song's message is pretty powerful. This is a new day which we have been given. Let's not waste it.
We will rejoice and be glad in it
This is the day
This is the day that the Lord has made
I was going to post this morning about how anxious I've been lately. I've been struggling with my new project (which I'm calling Project Demo). Is it good enough? Is the main character strong enough to carry a story? The writing has been painfully slow and labored. Perhaps I should just scrap the whole thing? Meanwhile, my tutor emailed me and all of my fellow classmates to let us know she was in the midst of grading our final manuscripts. Anxiety city!
But last night I decided I was going to try something new with Project Demo. I began Project Sparkle by writing individual scenes, not starting at the beginning. Instead of agonizing over the beginning, why didn't I do the same thing with Project Demo?
So I woke up early this morning. The sky was dark, though streaked with pink from the rising sun. I figured this was a new day, and I would do the best with it that I could. Without checking my email, without reading any of the news, I sat down and wrote the scene strongest in my mind.
It was like magic. It all came together. The character had a voice. Her antagonist was freaky. The setting was dark and spooky. What a great feeling.
After all my revisions this summer, I had forgotten how agonizing it is creating something out of nothing. But now, at least for today, I feel like can keep going. And tomorrow will be a brand new day.