“You can’t be a writer, no one pays for writing. No one reads anymore.”
It was the last words my mother said after a long drawn out argument about whether or not, I should apply to my dream school and take up creative writing. I thought of those very same words, that are quoted above, when I threw away my books on writing styles, fiction tips, and a signed copy of a grammar book from a local college professor turned author. I gave up on the last dream I had since I was in elementary school. I couldn’t go to Harvard, my dream of becoming a physicist was tossed out the window, and hopes of working for home at my old job, also gone.
So, I kicked my last dream of writing, because my mother was right, no one reads. And, no one writes anymore. At least, I thought I gave up on writing. The bug bit me soon after I got fired from the job that was draining me of my soul and ironically the funds out of my bank account, thanks to crummy pay. I glanced over my old blog posts and realized, hmm… this doesn’t suck too bad.
I told myself no more hiding my skills. I need to write. I need to let the world know who I am. I need to prove that writing can be profitable, even if you have to work full-time just to put words on the table (see what I did there, wink).
I knew regaining my love for writing is like being in a real relationship, and I already failed at one of those. But, the best thing about failing is that you recover with tips and tricks you didn’t know exist. So, here’s how I fell back in love with writing:
I Got Laid Off:
Until recently, I didn’t know that you could work yourself out of a job. But, I did, I worked until I started to hate life. So, my ex-boss did the next best thing and shoot this old, limping mare. Next thing, I know, I had a month worth of freetime, a paid vacation, to free-write and read books. By freeing up my brain for more important things. I discovered my love for writing, and the fact that I didn’t want to do it for the money. But, for the love of words.
I Took a Class:
Currently taking a nice, somewhat inexpensive class, known as Tribe Writers, created by Jeff Goins. I know what you’re thinking, this post must be one of those affiliate ads. Actually, it’s not. I never even spoke to the guy, I highly doubt he’ll even see this blog. Anyway, I needed to do something that felt structured, and gave me a target so to speak. My brain is attracted to education. I needed to take the class so that I can have motivation and accountability
Mo Money No Writing Problems:
My new employer allows me to focus on writing. My day job pays good, I have health care, and now that some of my Maslow needs like the ones listed in SimplyPsychology.org are being taken care of. I can focus on creating, and finding myself. I can’t say I don’t wish to sit outside, sipping peppermint tea, starting on my latest draft in a multi-million dollar series, but I know that creating is easier to do when you have lights, A/C, and basic technology.
Speaking of Technology:
I finally repaired my laptop. I’m not joking about being a writer. I have to do this, my life depends on it. So, I got my laptop fix.
My reasons for falling back in love with writing isn’t limited to the above. I could create a blog post a day about why I love writing…. That sounds like an interesting plan. In fact, I’ll write another post tomorrow, and hopefully my love will grow stronger.