Me . . . a writer? March 8, 2012 / thinkingthroughourfingers Share this:TweetEmailShare on TumblrPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related
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I had to relearn this idea after a judge at a music festival reamed ME, not my music. It took lots of healing, but I realized that the act or creation of someone is a thing, not a person, and if I and just remember that, it's easy to see that people are trying to help me fix the thing. Only I can determine the outcome of the person.
That's too bad that happened to you, Tasha.
The best lesson I learned was when taking a directing class for theater. Before that, I took every rejection personally, and it made auditions excruciating. When I was directing, though, I saw that there was so much more to theater than ME. Writing is similar.
You're not hypocritical to struggle with things you're trying to teach your students. Knowing the ideal and attaining it are two different things. But when you know the ideal you have a goal and a path to follow. If you don't your lost. Writing is a journey, not a destination. You're showing your students how to start the journey.
Thanks for this post, Rosalyn. I think I struggle with this a little extra because my parents' well-meaning friends are always asking me if I'm *the* writer in the family. No, I'm definitely not *the* writer in the family, but that doesn't mean I can't start to think of myself as *a* writer, right? 🙂
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