You read this blog and other musings that are similar, knowing these experiences and reflections to be true and that they are shared by the majority of writers. You are painfully aware that the world, time, your family, your job, school, the dishes, the laundry, the dog, and everything else in your life should take priority in your life, but you cannot deny the itch to write. You know that writing will more than likely fail to feed your family, pay the bills, and put your kids through college. But you do it anyway. Despite everything, you still write. There is no doubt about it. YOU are a Writer.
C. L. Parson
C. L. Parson 
This is great!
Thank you!
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I really like what you are doing here!
Thank you!
For years I questioned if I was a REAL writer and over those years my definition of a ‘real’ writer has changed. Thanks for following my blog and giving me the chance to read yours. I look forward to following it as well!
Thank you! I look forward to reading more of your work.
I know EXACTLY what you mean! Also, thanks for having a look at my blog. Drop by again! ~Timewalkerauthor
Thank you and I certainly will.
You are so right!
Always! Just kidding. Thank you for stopping by!
Non-professional writers probably out number professional writers by a very large margin. Most writers are tellers not writers – just telling you how they feel. Searchers – searching for someone who is searching for them – searching for approval – searching for acceptance – searching for an open door or just an open ear. Then the blog appeared and they found it – until they lose it and then start all over again. Everyone can be a writer. One day, when lots of people relate to how you feel and want to read your writing – you won’t be a person anymore, you’ll be a professional writer. Let’s see, which one should I be? A lover not a writer..
Very thought-provoking. I think the most important thing to remember, whether someone is a writer or not, is our own humanity. So often, we pretend we are invincible in an effort to appear “professional”. I say, “F*ck that! Before all else, I am an imperfect human being with feelings, desires, fears, a future, and a past.” It is my goal as a writer to put our taboos upfront and center. Nothing about being human should be taboo. Our weaknesses are just as important as our strengths. Our heartaches felt just as powerfully as our triumphs. That is one reason why I chose to post about my miscarriage. Wow, this reply is a lot longer than I expected it would be. Thank you for your thoughtful insights and happy writing!
So sorry for your loss. Writing is the oldest form of sharing feelings without speaking. We have poetic license – free reign and can write about whatever we want to. I write late at night, often when I should just go to bed. We are all fragile and need each other to lean on or sometimes just to vent without need of a comment. I’ve been writing for about 30 years now, used to write for a local newspaper – never paid the bills. It was more fun seeing my name and photos in the paper than cashing the check. The occasional thank you note from a reader, meant the world to me and was why I continued. With that, I’ve given you a key word – reader. Who do we want to read it? That’s who we write to. Writing is an art of the heart. Hopefully when we share our heart, someone will recognize the beat. Have a beautiful day. May God bless you with a child.
I believe that he will.
Thank you so much. I especially love this: “Hopefully when we share our heart, someone will recognize the beat.” Thank you again for sharing.
This has a slightly depressing sort of beauty to it (knowing that writing will never feed your family, for example, but you do it anyway). Yes, no question about it: I’m a writer. 🙂
Yes! The first step is to acknowledge it. The next step is to feed the addiction by writing more. Thank you for commenting. 🙂
Writing seems a necessary and a fearful thing. There are emotions or experiences I need to express, and the fear of having that expression misunderstood. The need to write wins over the fear for me. Great blog you have here.