I kind of feel like lately I've been showing my ass on here a little.
I mean, my process. Showing my process. Ahem.
I am writing about writing, a lot. I am thinking about writing a lot, so I guess that makes sense, but it feels a little bit like naval gazing. It feels a little self interested, a little small, a little like something no one cares to hear.
So, here I am writing about writing about writing. D'oh.
But here's what I'm trying to say.
I think when I'm writing about writing, I'm not really writing about writing.
I'm writing about being who you are.
I am a writer. This is my work. That is a scary thing to say.
This is my work, and it's my work if I get one comment or a million, if it gets syndicated or not. It's my work and it matters.
And when I try to pretend it doesn't matter, when I am so afraid to admit I want it to matter that I don't do it at all, then I am doing the world a disservice.
And here's the part where this post gets a little preachy and self-helpy.
Because you need to do your work, too.
And it's scary.
In fact, I think the scarier it is, the more certain you can be that it's the right thing for you to do.
I want to be successful at this, and by successful I mean that I want my words to touch people's hearts and change their lives.
But I want to do this even if I'm not successful.
Remind me that I said this on December 1st when I'm gorging myself on chocolate and not writing a blog post.