I believe we make things because that’s what we were made to do. Not even to make things, but to be making things. We are the little creators of our lives and the world as we know it.
So you’re stuck at home, wondering what to do with your life right now. Share another meme on Instagram? Nope. It’s time to write that book you’ve always wanted to write.
We don’t need you to write a book. We don’t need another story on cancer survival or escaping an abusive childhood or overcoming addiction. We don’t need another seven steps or five hacks or twelve rules for life. Sorry. We just don’t. We need your respect for the craft and your audience. We need you to bring all of you to the table and share your message with a willingness to believe it before anyone else does. We need a voice worthy of our trust.
This is the year you become a writer. And what do writers do? They write.
There’s nothing mystical or magical about it — you just have to show up and commit to doing the work. Place butt in chair, fingers on keys, and start typing.
And this, of course, is where most writers fail. They never actually write a word. They talk about writing, think about writing, even read about writing. But they do not write.
Is it possible to live a life on your own terms? Can you do what you want even when it defies the expectations of others? Is the way you’re living right now a story that others would want to tell? And how do you do all this with bills to pay and responsibilities to manage?