If it wasn’t for the internet, I don’t know what I would do.
I started writing at 16. I asked for a typewriter for my birthday. My mother bought one for me and my writing career began. I worked on one book for the next ten years. Yes you heard me right ten years.
I think I was infatuated with the idea of writing. I never thought I had another book inside of me. Maybe if I’d had some writing buddies or an organization, I’d would have learned there was more stories inside of me.
As I started contacting other writers and talking, I realized, I needed to let go. Yes this is hard, but I learned I could put the book in the closet and move on.
For some writers, myself included, finishing the book is hard. I think its about letting go. We’re afraid to let go.
As I grow as a writer, I’m learning how to be a better writer and this doesn’t have to be a lonely business.
Go online, meet a free writers. Join an organization make a few friends. Those friends will pull you along, when you want to give up. They will encourage you when want to say this isn’t any good. They will make you smile when you receive those rejections.
Writing can introduce you to some of your best friends.
Thanks to my writing buddies – Ann Clay, Mary Griffith, Cindy Appel, and Tracy Gardner. I thank God for sending you in my life, so I can no longer be a lonely writer.
Thanks to my writing group – SORMAG’s writer’s group – You guys are the best writing support group ever.