One of the things that has always thrown me off when I try to start a website or blog or post on social media about my writing is that it feels like I should be putting my best foot forward, promoting my work, promoting myself. I’m not really much good at that. So I’m just going to…not do that.
I’m a writer who struggles with writing. Not unusual for many of us, I think. We can’t all churn out a book or two a year. We have full-time jobs and kids and pets and chores and responsibilities. Unless you’re very lucky, writing isn’t all that lucrative. And if you can’t get yourself to actually publish what you have written, it’s not lucrative at all. Thanks, anxiety disorder.
But I still love to write and tell stories. So I always end up back here, at the starting point again. I tell myself that I haven’t failed if I’m still trying, because a failure is an ending. I’m still in the middle. I may not have succeeded, but I haven’t failed either. This relationship still has a chance.
Hey, unfinished novel. I’m willing to go to couples counseling if you are. Let’s make this work.
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