I often feel weird writing about writer stuff on a blog I’ve sent my subscribers to. Like, do they really care about my writing process or the things that matter to me “under the hood” of this thing that I do called writing stories and publishing them? And so I keep quiet most of the time and end up talking to myself until my 7-year-old tells me to stop and just write it down.
So here goes…
One of the things I agonize as a writer every day is whether what I write is interesting enough. I see my peers kill it with five figure months writing “to market” and most of them just started writing less than three years ago. I’ve been writing most of my life, mainly as a way to cope with the circumstances of my life and because I cannot say out loud most of the things I want to say. And so I ask my questions through my characters, and let them feel my fears and worries, and even joy.
And no matter how I try to “write to market,” I end up writing the stories I want to write anyway, the ones with characters who tend to think too much and tend to get themselves into trouble even when they don’t want to. Sometimes they have a darkness to them that I like to explore more, but only if I’m brave enough to do so.
And maybe one day I will; it just won’t be writing to “the market.”