This prompt seemed more like homework than any prompt before. It also felt like a reality check. Am I serious about writing or did I lose my spark? And really, do I want to consider that maybe I just don’t have what it takes to be a published author?
Stories have always filled my head. I’ve kept a journal of short stories and personal memoirs since high school. I’ve had character’s floating around in my conscious since even before that time. Plots and scenes and terrific dialogue swims in my head to the point of distraction. Every event is an opportunity to write. Every moment in time is a chance to begin on a great adventure through storytelling.
So why am I not published?
Sure, I know it’s a tough business. I know only a few make it. Hard work. Editing. More Editing. Rejection after rejection. But still, after all these years, I thought I’d at least have a self-published work out there. I’d set goals for Christ’s sake…you’d think I’d met them by now.
So my goal, gentle reader, is to be a published author. To see my novel out there waiting to be read. To know that it’s on someone’s reader and that somewhere some is saying “oh hey, did you read that book by that author?” and they’re talking about me. The fulfillment of a lifetime of imagination gone wild committed to pages and binding or digital media. Long shot sure…but if I made it, more than worth it.
So I write. I work hard and I do it all…for the love of writing!