Friday, October 23, 2015
On Writing
Writers need to write. Everyday. So they tell me. Am I even a writer? I would like to be. Am I smart enough? Can I use the flowery language expected of a writer/author? I'm afraid I would leave myself to way too much scrutiny. Not sure how else to do this.Take some classes? Get a degree? Spend money to do something I'm not sure that I can even do? ACK! I need a life. I need a job. i need money. Where is the lottery fairy? I need to find a job where I can still be with the kids, that I can do after they are out of the house to contribute to the household, but what is it? If I am going to do it for the next 25 years or so, shouldn't I like it just a bit?
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