I am. No, I don’t write about closets, I mean I can literally count on one hand how many people know about my double life (hehehe- kind of makes me sound like a secret agent!). Why do I keep this huge part of who I am hidden? I think my main reason is because the only people who 'get' writers are other writers. Thanks to the media, the gen-pop have an over-simplified view of the publishing industry. They think, “Just print it out, wrap it up, and send it to the publisher.” Or, “If Lauren Conrad and *insert any other celebrity name here* can get a book deal, why can’t you?” Heck, even I had delusions of grandeur before starting this journey. I can remember thinking, “I’ll send out twenty queries. Surely, that’ll be more than enough!” Umm . . .yeah . . . (says the girl who just sent out her 100th query a couple of weeks ago <shamefully hides face in hands>).
Another reason to keep my writing on the down-low: You know how annoying it is when you’re driving somewhere and your kids (if you have kids, if not, just imagine) keep asking, “Are we there yet?” Well, the last thing I want is a continuous stream of are-you-there-yets. This process can be depressing enough without a barrage of people asking you if you’ve made it yet.
My final reason: some people don’t consider writing a ‘serious’ career. Writing tends to get lumped in with other 'silly' dreams like singing, acting, painting, etc. Again, I am guilty of thinking the same thing. I’ve always loved to write, but the idea of majoring in something like creative writing . . . Haha! Yeah, right! What kind of ‘real’ job could I get with that degree? I had to pick something practical (yeah, because the job market is abuzz with opportunities for undergraduate sociology majors *sarcasm*). So, yet another reason to keep my ‘silly’ dream to myself.
Will I ever come out of the closet? I made a promise to myself that I would, IF I (a) get myself an agent, or (b) get published (not that it’s very likely the latter will happen without the other). Until then, I will continue to whine, vent, and celebrate here on my blog and with my handful of family/friends that know. Oh, and I can’t forget my querytracker.com peeps! Seriously, they’re awesome ;o)
Another reason to keep my writing on the down-low: You know how annoying it is when you’re driving somewhere and your kids (if you have kids, if not, just imagine) keep asking, “Are we there yet?” Well, the last thing I want is a continuous stream of are-you-there-yets. This process can be depressing enough without a barrage of people asking you if you’ve made it yet.
My final reason: some people don’t consider writing a ‘serious’ career. Writing tends to get lumped in with other 'silly' dreams like singing, acting, painting, etc. Again, I am guilty of thinking the same thing. I’ve always loved to write, but the idea of majoring in something like creative writing . . . Haha! Yeah, right! What kind of ‘real’ job could I get with that degree? I had to pick something practical (yeah, because the job market is abuzz with opportunities for undergraduate sociology majors *sarcasm*). So, yet another reason to keep my ‘silly’ dream to myself.
Will I ever come out of the closet? I made a promise to myself that I would, IF I (a) get myself an agent, or (b) get published (not that it’s very likely the latter will happen without the other). Until then, I will continue to whine, vent, and celebrate here on my blog and with my handful of family/friends that know. Oh, and I can’t forget my querytracker.com peeps! Seriously, they’re awesome ;o)