I’ve been writing since I was old enough to discover books. Some of you may not know but I was serious about being a writer at the age of eighteen but then an abusive marriage cranked into the works and many dark years later, I started over, determined to follow my dreams again. Here’s what I’ve learned.
- If someone doesn’t believe in you, they’re not quite worth ruining your life over. I have a new support group now in my kids, my family, my friends, my crit partners, and the bloggers I’ve met along the way. Not to mention, one day, I can finally add readers to that list.
- It takes as many drafts as it does. First drafts are messy unless you edit as you go along. I try not to. Yes, I do a lot of rewriting, but each draft makes it that more polished than before. Sometimes the story that chips away, isn’t the one you started with, sometimes it’s better.
- Help others out. When it comes your turn, they just might be willing to return the favor. Not all will, of course but even if just a few tweets about your work, mention you in passing, it pulls other’s along for the ride.
- Try to not make enemies. Life’s too short to spend it fighting. Violence is not a good thing to live with. After the nightmare of what me and the kids went through with my ex, it is truly a blessing to be able to live with peace. This does not mean you ignore threats, but that you do your best to not stir the pot, so to speak.
- Just when you think it’s too late to follow your dreams, you find a new wind to work with. You push on, keep at the writing. It’s the only way to become a success. You have to give it time and patience. Even in those times that I felt like quitting, I remember all that I’ve been through. Things will come to pass if I continue to move forward.
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