I'm sure there are a handful of people out there who've been reading this blog for a while, and there were times in the past when I wanted to really whine about writing fiction, how hard and lonely it was, how I want to be published, etc. I posted such complaints here, but I really didn't let my true feelings show because I would've sounded really pitiful.
Well now that I've gotten some exposure as to why certain books sell and how they get media attention, thus sales and readers, I figured there really is no point in trying to write fiction anymore because I'll never get published.
But amazingly, I still want to! So what do I do? Write with the realization that it might never find an audience? Or just ignore the desire and move on?
It really hit me today, especially because I haven't written any fiction in a while: I really want to write it! And I have a good story (I've finished two novels, neither of which are marketable). So should I try? I don't know!
I've wanted to write something all day, and I didn't do anything, because I'm afraid that it will be more effort that will be "wasted"--ie, it won't become concrete, just more of the same dream. But I've really ignored that creative part of myself, so I should just do it.
Okay, rant over--I will most likely do it tomorrow, because I have to go to bed soon to wake up in the middle of the night for more radio enjoyment.
Do it! If you don't write down this fantastic idea, then you'll likely always have this 'what if?' question hanging in your mind.
It's not just an idea, it's a story and it will involve a lot of work that will go "nowhere"--ie, it won't have an audience.
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