You might say I have a passion for writing. I looked up the word passion in an online dictionary and found it means fervor, fire, zeal, ardor. I looked over each word, trying to decide which best fits the way I feel about writing and decided on fervor. So now that I have identified the cause, I know what to blame. What causes me to sit for hours in front of the computer, keyboard clicking, eyes squinting, coffee mug at hand while exercising, cleaning house, writing bills falls by the wayside? I truly can’t help it. I am a victim of fiery, fearless fabrication. Fervor has struck! There is no antidote. Worse yet, I don’t even want an antidote. I like the feeling of fiery, fearless, fabricating fervor!
So, while in the grip of this, I write, re-write, edit, re-edit, moan and groan over typos, elusive synonyms, and evasive verbs. Sometimes, the right word for the right situation just isn’t there. Is it okay to invent words?
But, at last, hours, days, weeks, of living in a make-believe world pays off and I have a completed manuscript! I am finished. Right? Wrong! Now comes editing, proof-reading, re-writing, and the last hurdle of all, marketing! Who in their right mind would spend so much time at a craft that demands so much? And (I feel it coming on) there’s another idea for yet another story, a mystery concerning bogs and fogs and narrow escapes. And, the process will start all over. Do I have enough coffee on hand? Are my fingers yet worn to stubs? Do I need another pair of glasses? I can only hope for the best. This is what happens to one who is in the grip of a fiery, fearless, fabricating fervor for writing cozy mysteries!
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