Have you ever wondered what would someone write about you? This question definitely means very little to the done and dusted. I’m talking about the writers who have just started or are still in that state of whether or not to consider themselves as one. I remember how long it took me to call myself a writer. I still don’t find it any less amusing than the bungee jump I never took.
There’s a difference in starting to write and calling yourself a writer. When you refer yourself by this label, you are pretty damn sure what you mean. And, it’s not just about labelling for yourself but more about the confidence that comes with this art form. More to say, it adds the voice of a writer to your approach. Meh, I realise this is purely perceptional and uniquely devastating.
The tables will turn when you start writing. But, on the other side of this table – you are still an amateur. Am I a writer?
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A definition used by some people: you’re an artist if you make money by it.
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I definitely don’t want to be defined as an artist if this is what it means 😀
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I see. If not they: then who will decide whether you are an author or not. Don’t you need Nobel, Academy, Booker : not even freshly french pressed fries?
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This is a very good question. And, I’d be lying if I said I dont want them. I want them. Perhaps, there is no need to have them. Exception: French fries are a necessity.
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freshly french pressed fries ??! 😳
What a horrible mental image. Better chili fries, or, here in Canada, poutine. I suddenly have an urge to write about that. 😉 🙂
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I will have to look up “poutine” again, though I vaguely remember having read about them on James Harbeck’s blog.
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