Today, I was struggling with something a lot (I daresay, all) of writers experience at one time or another in their careers: the “Why in T.F. am I doing this?” phase.
In a cruel twist of irony, as I faced this struggle head-on and decided to do what I do best–write my way through it–I found myself having a hard time coming up with the words to accurately describe how it feels.
Fortunately, as is usually the case during these brushes with literary defeat, one of my fellow writers came to the rescue with this little gem:
“Writing is a career that offers a tireless parade of moments emblazoned with self-doubt and uncertainty where you’re forced to ever reevaluate who you are and why you do this. You’ll often have to hold up your dream and examine it in the harsh light of day just to see how substantial it really is.
You have to look and say, “How far am I willing to go with this?”
Don’t worry about what some asshole on the Internet — ahem, me — says. You know the truth of your dream. You know whether or not you have the stones to carry it forward.
You want to be a writer? Then commit. You want to keep riding this dream pony? Then buckle the fuck up. Because writing is about patience and perseverance and above all else, writing through the nonsense.
Because writing takes more than wanting to be a writer. Writing isn’t about making money or reading writing blogs or seeing your name in print. Those things will come, but they’re side effects.
Writing is about writing.” – Chuck Wendig, on TerribleMinds.com
That’s the ugly truth about being a writer. Sometimes, you forget what it’s about. Or, you can’t see the point of it all anymore, through all the B.S. and all the “other” things modern-day writers are expected to do in order to be successful. Sometimes, you can’t find the words, not even with two hands and a map.
But that’s when you stop feeling sorry for yourself, and you go out and find someone who can remind you Why in T.F. you’re doing this. Then you pull yourself up by your argyle knee-socks and begin your search again. Hopefully, with a bit more chutzpah and panache.
So, for today, I’ll just say THANK YOU Chuck. Today, you are my hero.
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