So I’ve written and published my first book—what now?
It’s been three years since I’ve published Into My Mind and as I look back on that time I was in eternal bliss. Sadly I can’t say that I feel the same way today. Now don’t get me wrong, I haven’t lost my passion for writing. And I’m not giving up on my dream to become a successful published author. But reality has left me kind of jaded. Then again, working minimum wage jobs with a college degree and being in school and medical debt can do that to you.
Sometimes I wish that I can get that feeling back—young, naïve, and hopeful. As the rejection letters from literary magazines and the lack of success of my writing career thus far, I’ve been naturally second guessing myself. Am I allowed to call myself a writer—or an author for that matter—if I’m not completely successful at it? Are you even a writer if you’ve never been published? I guess that’s like asking the ancient question, what came first the chicken or the egg? So what came first the writer or the published story? Ok maybe that last was a little obvious, but you get what I mean.
I just feel with my lack of literary magazine publications and the lack of ground that my book has made so far, I can’t really call myself a true writer. At least at times I don’t feel like it.
So what keeps me going? It’s the feeling I have deep down within myself that tells me that I am meant to do this. No matter what set backs or disappointments I may face, I keep getting back to writing. I know that one day all the hard work and dedication will pay off. Until then I just have to keep the fight on the journey.