9-30-25
Hey everyone!
I had some thoughts I wanted to share here. First, I’m continuing to write a few different novels and now I’m undertaking to throw some short stories into the mix. Writing is a funny field. You have to be a bit crazy to start at all, and much, much crazier to keep at it when every sign tells you that you should call it quits.
But, I don’t want to do that. I want to stubbornly persevere until something I write *clicks* with someone. Even if it’s just one person. I want my words to impact them so much that it changes their life. I want to provide that same beautiful experience that so many other authors have nurtured in my life, fertilizing my imagination with the kinds of things that make life interesting and worth living.
In some ways, I have to remind myself that I’ve achieved a lot, I’ve managed to self publish two books and I’ve kept writing when nothing came of them. My crazy idea is this: that if I want it badly enough, write long and tenaciously enough, my wild dream might just come true. That I might be able to inspire and motivate other people while making enough money to devote myself to it. The same way that any truly hungry person commends themself to their trade, battling for the right of “master” after many long years of being an apprentice.
In the interest of avoiding rant, I’ll end it here with a promise to you, but mostly to myself: I’m going to keep at this thing until something succeeds; because, if you throw a hundred darts at a board, one of them will hit the bullseye.
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