This morning as I settled into the hunched-over-laptop pose that I form seven or eight hours a day, Mom says ‘Gretchen, lots of people want to be writers. Too many people, that’s why only some people actually get to do it.’

Photo 13Maybe that’s true… but I’d like to hear about how hard people are willing to bust their ass to make it happen. And let’s face it, it isn’t really the sort of thing with a million doors open and employers saying, ‘Creative writers! Come one! Come all!’

So perhaps Mom is correct, maybe there are stacks of people that want to write. I don’t really see any benefit in worrying myself about this. Besides… life experience makes everyone different.

The way I see it, it isn’t about ‘wanting to be’ a writer. I bloody am one. Now I’ve just got to figure out how to get by doing just that…