The Middle

Still writing, but the words are harder now - the second week has lost the novelty of the first, but now I'm entrenched in that overwhelming part of novel writing which is The Middle.The Middle is the hardest bit to push through. The momentum of The Beginning has sputtered and died, and the force towards The End has yet to kick in.

Sometimes I think I live my life stuck in The Middle.

We tend to autopilot through our days and when the autopilot freezes up we clench our fists and panic. The joys of The Middle!

The Middle is the real test. The test of determination, of character, of what we are made of. The Middle is what makes us, moulds us but above all shows us who we really are.

The Middle is where we have been journeying for a while. We cannot yet see the end, and the miles stretch out before us. Sometimes, we get a little travel sick. And that's okay.

When we're in The Middle, we need to reach out and beyond ourselves. To find a strength beyond ourselves, to recognise the companions who aid us, who teach us.

The Middle is invaluable, because without it there can be no ending. The Middle can offer us so much.

Lord, save me not from the journey, but go with me and before me. Beginning, Middle and End.