Since joining a local writing group I've shied away from identifying myself as a writer. There are people in the group who write--it's what they do, the creative outlet that drives them. They talk about writing weekends, editing groups, publishers and seminars. Most of them have investigated publishing houses or agents and have at least one manuscript they are polishing up to shop around. They are writers; I'm a hack.
Recently I read something that changed my mind. In his book The First Five Pages, Noah Lukeman wrote, "You may feel uncomfortable thinking of yourself as a "writer." This is commonly encountered in new writers. They will often duck the label, insist they're not writers but have only written such and such because they had the idea in their head... Despite popular conviction, a writer doesn't need to wear black, be unshaven, sickly, and parade around New York’s East Village spewing aphorisms and scaring children... All you need is the willingness to be labeled "writer," and with one word you are a writer."
He had me pegged. Just an hour before I had spewed the same excuses. For the next few weeks I pondered my seriousness in wanting to write, learning the craft, and sharing what I write. Finally, I can say that I am a writer. Maybe not a good writer and certainly not a great one, but I am a writer. Some things have definitely changed. I am not writing to be published (although I wouldn't cry if a book landed on store shelves someday). I am writing to write, and no one else has to like it (although it would be nice if someone eventually liked something).
Thanks Noah.
Hello! Welcome to the adventurous, wondrous and hair-pulling world of writing! It's like a different rollercoaster with each sitting. Never the same, but all the thrills are still there to enjoy!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming to my blog (where's your pic on my follower's list? I don't see you!) :(
LOL!! I wouldn't turn you into Neytiri! I'd turn you into a male Avatar of course! :D
ReplyDeleteI'm actually giving this book away in a contest ;)
ReplyDeleteSo glad you were able to acknowledge your new identity--perhaps, actually an old identity that you just hadn't seen before. At any rate, welcome.
I've been through this same thing right down to the reason I write. (Which is probably why I'm a bit on the inconsistent side. Well, that and my two and four year old.) I still sometimes have a hard time thinking of myself as a writer, but of course I am. I write because I love it!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting, Carolina (Carol-eye-na) and Nisa. It's nice to have some support from other pen-is-mightier-than-the-sword types.
ReplyDelete@Elizabeth: thanks very much for Facebook-ing me. That was unexpectedly cool to see when I logged in. :)
Ooh, I am so proud of you.
ReplyDeleteI know that must sound odd coming from a stranger, but I have been where you just were. So, I'd say, that makes us acquainted. I just hopped over here from Inkwell; saw you had a blog. Good for you.
Stay with it, visit and follow others blogs, chat at Inkwell, and mostly...believe in yourself.
Sher~
It does not seem as odd as it would have a couple weeks ago. I'm finding there is some fellowship on this road to writing between those starting out and those further down the road.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it's a shared misery/joy. Thanks! :-) Now that we're acquainted, I enjoyed your About Me. You reminded me of a sister--fiery and energetic.