In all practicality, I don’t have time to write at all in the next two weeks, because I have more school projects and papers due than I care to mention. After that, I’m a free person and no power in the ‘verse can stop me from pounding out a new novel.
But even in the waiting time (when I’m too busy doing school), I’m still a writer. I still have a story burning inside of me. You know the phrase the money will burn a hole in your pocket? Well, I feel a bit like I have a story burning a hole in my chest. It’s inside me and it wants to be set free. The longer I hold onto it, the brighter and hotter it gets. It’s a glorious, terrifying feeling.
And as I live my day-to-day life, little thing come up that make me go Arrrg, I NEED TO WRITE MY STORY! Usually this happens when I see something else wonderful. For example, Hamilton.
Those of you who don’t know what Hamilton is are sorely missing out. It is a brilliant, phenomenal Broadway musical about Alexander Hamilton and the start of the United States. The music is insane, the story is breathtaking and heartbreaking, and every time I listen to it I feel the burn of my story inside of me.
I recently watched an interview of Lin-Manuel Miranda – creator and star of Hamilton – where he mentioned that it took him six years to write this musical. SIX YEARS.
If this person that I admire and look up to was willing to pour six years of his life into realizing his dream, then I can do no less. Seeing a fellow writer and artist – and a brilliant one at that – achieve success and touch people’s lives makes ME want to get my work written and published.
Lin-Manuel Miranda, you inspire me. You make me want to take my completed novel, The Sound of Color, and send it to every agent that will accept my query letter and not stop until it’s published. You make me want to sit down at my laptop and bleed through my fingertips and not stand up until I’ve gotten my new story out of me. You make me want to create and grow and be the most brilliant version of myself that I know how to be.
Hamilton speaks to me not just as a person, but as a writer. Alexander Hamilton wrote and wrote and wrote and got so much done in his short life. I think this is summed up well in the song Non Stop, with the lyrics why do you write like you’re running out of time? Write day and night like you’re running out of time? (Start the song at 4:10 if you want to hear it)
But it’s not just Hamilton that makes me feel this need to write. It’s seeing a writing prompt on Pinterest. It’s talking to fellow writers. It’s reading brilliant books. It’s seeing my friends perform Comedy of Errors by Shakespeare. It’s smiling at the fabulous spring weather God sent me today. It’s the little details of life, the beautiful moments… those are what make me want to write.
If you folks don’t hear from me in the next two weeks, assume I’m swamped with schoolwork. But know that even though I’m not writing or blogging, I’m still a writer. I still have a story burning inside of me.