A writer is anyone who writes, so that makes me a writer. Which is a joke because if you knew me you know that I’m not a writer. But right now, I want to be a writer again. I’ve tried to be a writer several times in the past but I kept quitting over and over again.
Why another try now? I watched this YouTube video this morning:
I realize that I need to think of years not months. I’ve got to be willing to write lots of crap and words that wasted until I can get anything good enough to be published.
The real reason I want to write, is the lifestyle of a writer is conducive to my lifestyle that I enjoy living. Look at the perks.
- I enjoy sitting while working.
- I sit most of the day anyway. So then I might as well write something.
- Low expense.
- I’m supported. My wife works the 9-5 office job.
- Given 1-4 why not write, it’s a no brainer.
The worst part is telling people you are a writer when you know deep inside you’re not. Especially my dad or my in-laws.
So what’s different this time then other times. Nothing, that’s what scares me.
Let’s see what happens with this blog, again.
