I got clipped by an arrow.
To be fair, I hadn’t been back to archery in over six months, had only taken two lessons, and was wearing a short arm guard.
Long arm guard in place, I resumed shooting. The instructor corrected my stance. Hips too far forward, shoulders needed to be down, chest open. I was tensing when it was time to release the arrow.
But there was that one time when I let myself breathe, focused on the target, and the arrow struck close to the center.
It made me think about writing. Are my shoulders down? Is my stance relaxed? Am I focused on the target? (Which would be the next sentence in a story.)
It takes repetition to get it right. And to walk away tired, with muscles pinging in areas I never considered, noting the hits and misses and determined to do better next time?
Yep. That’s writing.