Monday, July 19, 2010

What's a writer?

When people ask me why I write I have to say it’s because I can’t help myself. That’s the way it is now. I love it. I’m addicted to it. I need to do it. But, of course, that wasn’t always my answer. I started out writing because it was fun and I secretly hoped it would make me rich and famous and able to work in my pajamas all day. Unless I was traveling the world, of course, in which case I would gladly wear clothes.

I did love to read.

I did love stories.

But, like many people, I had crazy ideas about what writers did. I thought they worked a few hours a day and the rest of the time they did whatever they wanted. Hung out by the pool, discussed writerly things over drinks, etc... Now, that’s an absurd notion, but as I’ve grown older it’s also one that I would hate to be true. One of the joys of life is doing work you love, whatever that work is. Being passionate about it, struggling with it, these are the things that bring real satisfactions. People who love their work are the lucky ones.

What I’m getting at is unrealistic expectations aren’t always bad. Sometimes you start in that place and as you begin to make your way your ideas about what you want change. You end up in a different place.

Or so I think today.

4 comments:

Lisa Gail Green said...

I agree! I could never go back. It is such a part of who I am.

brian yansky said...

We're lucky to find work that we love. Naturally, we would be luckier if that work paid a little more, but...still lucky.

blueeyedadri said...

I also agree, shame I'm not paid at all, but still I love my HOBBY!

Glad to see our favorite 5 little words!

brian yansky said...

Hi blueeyedadri, Yep--always there whether I write them or not.