Two years ago, when anyone asked me what I did I would reply that I was a nail technician and never mentioned the fact that I had written a book. Nowadays, even though I still have my salon and work there part time, I tell people I am a writer and most times don’t even mention the fact that I do nails. It has taken me a long time to realize that I am a writer first and foremost, whether or not I earn a living from it.
I left it too long to write that first book. Now I’m making up for lost time. I would advise anyone whatever age they may be, with or without support from family and friends, to keep writing and never give up unless they hate it. Because if you love writing and suppress that desire, you will feel empty inside. Many thanks to Tricia Drammeh for highlighting the realities of coping with lack of support. It helps to know there are so many other writers dealing with this and coping magnificently.
Excuse me if this post gets a little rant-ish. Maybe you’ll relate to this, maybe you won’t. Maybe your family and friends are your personal cheerleaders. Or maybe your family told you to stop playing with your imaginary friends and get a job. Or maybe your family is like mine and happily supported you back when everyone thought you’d make it big, land a million-dollar publishing contract, and get a movie deal, but fell out of love with your writing once they realized that wasn’t going to happen.
Lack of support. This is a very painful topic, but it’s one I think it’s important to discuss. Writing is largely a solitary endeavor, often undertaken by introverts. But even though we’re introverts and we’ve decided to travel the often lonely path of the writer, we’re still human beings. We crave love, acceptance, and acknowledgement. We crave community, and who better to…
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