You know you're a writer when the Lone Power's specific message to you is "you shouldn't be a writer."
It has nothing to do with whether anything else you do is valuable or significant enough. Of course you are enough. You don't need to write in order to have influence on the world. But you have a little blip in your brain that loves putting words together into stories, and that little blip isn't ever going to be happy until you're writing, even though when you do finally try to write the rest of your brain (and/or the Lone Power) will spend all its considerable energies trying to convince you that you suck and this is stupid and pointless and no one will ever want to read it.
At least, that's been my experience. And after attending various conferences and writing classes, it seems that it's a pretty common experience: writing as curse.
And the only reason you keep trying to write is that stupid blip in your brain itches and squirms uncomfortably when you don't. And every once in a while you write something that you like, and, even more rarely, you let someone else read what you've written and they say it's good, and just that little bit of encouragement is enough to keep you pushing through the voices in your head shouting "stupid! pointless!"
(I'm not sure this was a very uplifting comment! I liked Elouise's better. :) )
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You know you're a writer when the Lone Power's specific message to you is "you shouldn't be a writer."
It has nothing to do with whether anything else you do is valuable or significant enough. Of course you are enough. You don't need to write in order to have influence on the world. But you have a little blip in your brain that loves putting words together into stories, and that little blip isn't ever going to be happy until you're writing, even though when you do finally try to write the rest of your brain (and/or the Lone Power) will spend all its considerable energies trying to convince you that you suck and this is stupid and pointless and no one will ever want to read it.
At least, that's been my experience. And after attending various conferences and writing classes, it seems that it's a pretty common experience: writing as curse.
And the only reason you keep trying to write is that stupid blip in your brain itches and squirms uncomfortably when you don't. And every once in a while you write something that you like, and, even more rarely, you let someone else read what you've written and they say it's good, and just that little bit of encouragement is enough to keep you pushing through the voices in your head shouting "stupid! pointless!"
(I'm not sure this was a very uplifting comment! I liked Elouise's better. :) )