I talked about becoming more selfish with my writing yesterday. But I didn’t talk about what had inspired me to write that post…
Not long ago, I had a conversation with a friend, about writing. Well, it actually started with some people we knew who had different talents they could have used to make a living. Talents they mastered, and that were passions but that they kept for themselves.
-Like someone I know, wasting her talent for writing…
What?? When people try to set me off, I just ignore them. But that one hit bullseye, and I couldn’t let it just pass by.
-What??? Wasting my talent??
She said I was good at it.
-How dare you tell me I am wasting talent, when you don’t even read me?
It was true. She had followed the Cove at its beginning, but it had been months since she had commented on anything I had written, giving me a good sign she had put it aside.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I have no problem at all with people not reading my posts. The Cove changes and evolves, and people who liked it at first might not like it anymore. Just like some people probably wouldn’t enjoy my early posts, and really like what I write about now… That’s just life.
I don’t have any problem with people from my surounding not reading me either. Well, I should be honest and say not anymore. It used to make me sad that the people closest to me wouldn’t be interested in what I was writing. I’ve learned to separate “me” from “my writing”. Some people will like me, just not what I have to say in the Cove. Some people will enjoy my blog and not care about me. Some will like both, and of course, some won’t give a dang about either…. And all of this is fine with me… Now.
But I just couldn’t agree with her. I can’t let people judge what I am or am not doing with my (subjective) writing skills, based on the fact that they like the person I am, and want me to do well in life. I appreciate the good thought behind it, but I just can’t let someone tell me I am wasting it, when they don’t follow my everyday blabberings….
-You should try to do something with it…
News flash! This is the 739th post published in the Cove. I have almost 200 drafted stories (I know… pathetic) and that’s not even counting my “Turtle’s Journey” blog.
I know all too well blogging will not pay my bills. I don’t blog about useful things, that could get me a job in the business. But, I believe it wasn’t a waste of time. It gave my writing a daily workout. It built my confidence. It developped my already creative mind. It brought some discipline into my life.
It is a day to day training… And that’s quite something to me.
Now, I realize the tone of this post might give it a ranting after taste. I usually do “cute”, “loving” or “sad”… Not “angry”. I usually leave “angry” to those who do it far better than me.
I am not angry per say. I just realized how hard I had worked on my little Cove, and how dear it is to my heart.
I think I have grown as a wannabe writer during the past year. And I think the best proof of that is this new will to defend what I have done so far. Standing for my (little) work, and being proud of it is a big step already. The Cove is my baby, and who knows where it might lead me? Probably not far, but that’ll be my choice to make!
I am not wasting my talent, for whatever it is worth.
I am not.
P.S. If you ever read this, my friend, thank you for making me realize that I believed in me more than I thought. 🙂