I am a daughter. I am a sister. I am an aunt. I am a niece. I am a godmother. I can announce to the world, I’m all of these things. Why is it so hard to say I am a writer? This is an area where I struggle and I’m not sure why.
During the past two and a half years, I’ve been reading books on writing, entering a few contests and writing whenever my schedule permits. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, right? Then why do many of my friends, coworkers and even my family not know that my true passion in life is writing? In fact, it was only recently my parents learned of my deep, dark secret and we are extremely close.
Being a closet writer can be tough. When people ask me what I did over the weekend, I don’t feel comfortable telling them I studied a writing book or wrote 1000 words in my current project. So what do I tell them? Normally I’ll say, “I hung out” or “cleaned and did laundry”. Are they really buying this? If so, my coworkers must think I have the cleanest house in town.
Perhaps I’ve always been afraid of the typical question asked when someone says, “I am writer”. The question being, “Have you been published?” Then, like a turtle, my head wants to go back into the shell.
There are various definitions out there for writer and author. The majority I’ve read either define a writer as one who writes or one who originates and creates. Very few dictionaries will define a writer as someone who writes as an occupation. So, why is it I’m unable to say,” I am a writer and I don’t generate an income from my passion.”
Maybe one day I’ll make a little money from my writing, but even if I never make a penny, I’ll continue to write because that’s what writers do. Recently, I was published for the first time and I can honestly say, seeing my story in print was the best payment ever! I may not be completely out of my shell, but at least by writing this blog, I’m peeking my head out now and then.