Even on my worst days, when the writing seems absolutely wretched–when Twitter and Facebook utterly depress me–when every author seems everywhere else except me–when my website looks sad and outdated–when the thought of having to hawk another book makes me want to pound some rum–when every single thing about the writing life brings me down–
Even on days like that, I never contemplate giving up writing. It’s a part of me like breathing and eating and sleeping. Simple as that.
The other things–the things that come from earning a living at this beautifully blessed thing–well, those can bring worries to my front door.
That just makes me like most of the other authors I’ve met in my lifetime.
Tomorrow will be another day. I’ll be typing away, trying to outrun those demons of doubt, praying to God that the words will have some kind of meaning.
…the demons of comparison can often equal the ones of doubt.
Just know that you will never be the "other authors"…and that is 100% ok because they can never be you either!
God gave you your own story to tell…so tell it with the confidence that He will land it in the laps of the ones who needed to hear it like YOU told it. 🙂
Encouraging words, Bina. Thanks!
If it were as simple as purely writing without the aggravations, everyone would be a published author. There is one different between you and them – you're willing to go the extra mile and can't imagine yourself NOT writing. No matter how difficult or frustrating, you have the pleasure of making a living doing what you love most.
Besides…never knew a bad day that lasted forever. (Hugs)Indigo
Thanks for the reminder, Indigo. Appreciate that.
One of my favorite quotes is:
"Writer's don't have bad days… just more material."
I wish I knew who said it.