When I started this year, I had a few goals in mind: Get a job, finally finish Full Moon Chronicles Book 1 and start my social media presence.
Well, I did two of those things. I started this blog, got on most social media platforms and also I got a job. A few small ones and one with a salary. It was named Movie Tavern, or as my coworkers described it, a crash course to being a server. And it was insane. Insanely fun, in how exciting it was working with people I liked to talk to who liked to talk to me. But it was also insanely… insane. For me, being an introvert who keeps to herself and only gets tired out at small dinner functions, to serve dozens of strangers a week was a challenge to be sure. But I’m definitely happy I did it. I learned a lot, and grew as a person, learning how to roll with the punches and deal with whatever came.
Writing is hard. In fact, it can be downright impossible at times. There’s always pressure to finish, always questions. Always annoying arguments from your characters, that no one but you seem to believe is real.
The Man Who Invented Christmas seems to profoundly understand that. For Charles Dickens (played by the brilliant Dan Stevens) is having a problem we all face: writer’s block. After the success of Oliver Twist and the failings of three smaller books, he’s in debt, he’s out of ideas, and his publishers want another story.
So he decides to write a Christmas one. But what to write? And his main character won’t appear.
What writer doesn’t have this struggle? Which one doesn’t sit for hours, or stare at themselves in the mirror trying to get the name right? Or who doesn’t think “my favorite author would never have these problems,” which was asked in the movie as well.
When I went into the theater to watch this movie, I knew it was a writer movie, I knew it would have plenty of relatable moments, but what I didn’t know was that it would be that extra push, that extra bit of motivation that I needed to finish my story.