A debate rages in my head. I am passionate about writing,
and I have gone through phases over the last few decades in which I write
everyday. Then there are those
long stretches that have included little dribbles of what I would term as
writing. Am I a writer?
The truth is there are some days that I feel like a
writer. Then there are those days
that I stare at the computer screen and everything is one big blank. The words do not come easily. I slowly came to the realization that
that is the life of a writer. The
single most important thing is to “just do it.” It sounds quite easy, but it’s not.
There is time.
I schedule writing periods that are carved into my day. After 9 p.m. is
not my most ideal time. This discovery became clear this evening- as I view a blurred computer screen through
eyes that close without a single command. The deep lion-like yawns leave me
blurry eyed and wanting to sleep.
Tomorrow is another day for contemplating my worth as a
writer.
1 comment:
The debate never really ends, you know. I still debate if I am a writer. I still struggle with those blank pages and finding writing time and days I think my work is crap. What makes you a writer is this: You sit in the chair and do the work. That's it. Poof! You're a writer!
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