writing
I’m not a writer. Not a real one, anyhow. I’ve never been paid for my writing, I’ve only a few times even been printed, and none of those really count. I’m not known, I don’t write dependably or easily or consistently, and I am woefully out of touch with the publishing business and even modern literature. I’m not a writer.
…unless, of course, by ‘writer’ we mean ‘one who writes’. I do. Sporadically, unreliably, indulgently and sometimes badly, but I do write. I love to write.
It’s rather nerve-wracking to share these little stories and such, but I hope you like reading them.
Bits of Writing
Comments (2)
May 14, 2010 at 2:47 pmDavina Pearson
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There is absolutely no question about it – if you write, you are a writer, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise! Not only that, but you’re published! Small things, maybe, but everyone has to start somewhere. You’re writing, and you’re sharing the writing with the world – as far as I can see, that’s pretty amazing.
May 14, 2010 at 4:35 pmShoepixie
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That’s one of the sweetest things anyone’s ever said to me. Thank you. Thank you so much!