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That's my dream! I still get (tiny) royalty checks from the stories my father wrote back in the 1970's.When my first royalty check hit the bank.
Very true. And as someone else said, the moment I started getting paid was the moment it clicked for me.Now hard work does not guarantee success, but a lack of hard work guarantees failure.
You are already a good writer!So there is the utilitarian POV. You write, therefor you are a writer. But I’ve never felt like that. I felt like someone scribbling away, doing their best.
I think today, I’m beginning to think of myself as a writer. Why?
Well Laurel just accepted my Geek Pride submission for publication. I sent it in early as I was worried it might trigger the review bot. I also PMed Laurel and wrote an accompanying note. As my fictionalized self says in the story: “I am nothing if not thorough.”
But that’s kinda beside the point, save that it was accepted. Why was this a milestone for me?
Well it’s my longest story at over 30k words. And the trilogy it is part of is over 60k words. Those are chunky numbers. But size isn’t everything.
More so is that - though I have dabbled in a limited way before - these three pieces were my first wholly creative ones. Not based on personal experience (well some elements onviously). Not based on other people’s ideas. Not with the safety blanket of familiar settings. Made up in entirety.
That’s not something I thought I could do and that’s why I now think of myself as a writer.
Next to become a good writer.
Have you had any similar seminal moment?
Em
There are times I wish I could hug distant people. This is one of those times.This is an awesome thread.
We all suffer from the delusion of our inadequacies as writers.
The day I thought of myself as a bona fide writer was the day after I scored my first ghostwriting job. The prior three years had been miserable— getting laid off from my corporate job in 2011 (still a recession year,) a second open-heart surgery, a fall that shattered my tibia, the bank trying to foreclose—twice (still have my house. I'm that stubborn,) my husband and my mother passing on in the same year—the hits kept rolling. Because of my health issues, I was unemployable. But I used my time to write two book-length stories I posted on Literotica, and one of them, on its last chapter, won a monthly award. So, emboldened and needing food money, I dusted off my Elance (now Upwork) profile and turned it to romance writing. I found a client right away, to write a science fiction romance, for a penny a word. Terrible, yes, but when I woke up that next morning, I said, "I have a job, and it's writing." Never looked book.
(((((((Big Hugs))))))There are times I wish I could hug distant people. This is one of those times.