Sometimes I wonder at the people that have such faith in me. As far as I’m aware, I do nothing to deserve it. I’m not especially clever and I’m not an especially awesome writer (this is not me asking for praise and petting, by the way). So the title of this entry is in reference to a reply I gave to somebody. She knows who she is. She thinks I’ll eventually get published and, whilst I’d like to believe her, sometimes it just seems a bit too far away.
I don’t mean to sound so pessimistic, but there are a lot of writers out there trying to get published and I am just one being in all of those millions. Just because I want it so much doesn’t necessarily mean that I’ll get it. Nobody will get their heart’s desire just because they want it. It took me long enough to figure out that this was what I should be doing, anyway.
There were too many people telling me what I should be doing instead of listening and helping me work it out for myself.
Anyway, all you need to know is that it took me a while to figure out through everything that everybody else wanted what it was that I wanted and that I would never be truly happy until I went after that and just stopped pandering to everybody else’s ideas of what I should do with my life. I know it’s a long and dusty road to travel. I know that there are plenty of obstacles in my way. And I know that a lot of it depends on having the right timing.
There are people who believe in me, though, and that helps, despite the fact that I’m not sure quite why they do. It sort of makes me think that it might just be possible, but at the same time I don’t want to get my hopes too high. I mean, if I get my hopes up on my heart’s desire and it just falls apart then where will I be? I don’t want to waste any more time on things that don’t matter to me.
Also, if anybody has any statements I could use for flash fiction then please provide them here. Thanks.
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