HOW DO YOU KNOW IF YOU ARE A “REAL” WRITER? This question has plagued me for a long time, and I saw it recently on a writing web site, so I am not the only one who has asked it. For a long time, I was unpublished and wrote in the “closet.” I was afraid if I admitted to doing it (writing, folks) I would have to face that dreaded question:
“Oh, what have you published?”
To which, I’d have to say, “Well, nothing… but my mother loves my stuff.”
And then go crawl under a rock.
I’m sure there are people out there for whom this would not be a problem, people who have lots of self-confidence and don’t care what anyone thinks of them. I tip my hat to you. For the rest of us, what to do? Should we go to the writer’s conference and expose ourselves as wanna-bes or should we just stay home?
Now that I have several novels and nonfiction books published, I have the perspective to return to this perplexing question. How do you know when you are a “real” writer? What is one? Does anyone who picks up a pen or taps on the computer qualify? Do you have to be published? How many times? Does self-publishing count? Does payment in art journal copies qualify or do you have to be paid for it? If you win an award or get an honorable mention, does that jump you to the “writer status?” According to the IRS, a professional is anyone who is paid for their work. My first publication to a magazine netted me $8.48. It was a great feeling to finally reach that milestone, but somehow it didn’t make the question go away.
Is the aspired distinction merely to be found in the eye of the beholder? If I like what you write, does that make you a “writer” in my eyes, but if I don’t care for it, you aren’t? Saying someone is a “good writer” or a “bad writer,” at least slaps the tag on them, but is he/she a “real” writer? If you keep a journal under the bed and scribe in it daily, are you one or not?
Okay, I’ve asked the question, now I’ll share my epiphany.
By college, I was quietly writing fiction, but I took a class in poetry because it was the only way to get my roommate to go to biology lab. It turned out to be the best move I could have made. Everyone brought their hearts and souls to class with their poems. And it was brutal. I learned that there was only one rule—Does it work?
Not: Does it express what you really want to say? does it use alliteration and rhyme correctly? Only: Does it work? You can break rules; you can follow rules; you can cry big crocodile tears onto your paper, but the only question is that one.
So, it doesn’t matter if you are published or not, have won awards or not. It doesn’t matter what you write or how often you write. It doesn’t matter. A writer wants it to work! If it doesn’t work, a writer is willing to produce it for critique, to listen to criticism, to cut, to add, to change, to ask questions, to learn, to rewrite, to stand his/her ground, to start over, to rewrite again—whatever it takes to make it work.
Of course, you can write without being “a writer.” And there is nothing wrong with writing for your own pleasure or self-discovery . . . or for your mother. Kudos to you and keep writing!
But if you have a passion to tell a story, to paint in words, to reach people, to move people, then you understand the question—Am I a “real writer?”
And if you have that passion and are willing to work to make your writing “work,” then in my book, you most definitely are one!
T.K. Thorne is a retired police captain and award-winning writer of books and blogs that go wherever her curiosity and imagination take her. Visit her at TKThorne.com.
Loved your post. I’ve had similar questions about what makes a real artist. In my book you’re a damn good writer.
Thank you, Kay. I feel the same way about your art!
Wow, this post really inspired me. I am no professional writer and I did not have any formal education on writing. But I do love to express myself through writing. Thank God for the person who invented the internet, learning from great writers like you became possible! Take care! 🙂
Thank you for your comment, Irene. I am honored to have inspired you!
I read this post on SheWrites first, and all the way through, I kept thinking that if those who wrote but weren’t published couldn’t be called writers, then did that mean Van Gogh wasn’t a painter during his lifetime because he sold so little so hopelessly?
Really good piece.
A very good question, Deborah. The answer seems obvious to us, but I wonder if Von Gogh struggled with the question. I would think he did…and that is a heart-wrenching thing.
Thanks for taking the time to visit my blog and comment. 🙂
Kay, thank you for those lovely words!
Thank you so much for inspiration! I am going to start putting into word what I have so long thought would make great stories!
Do it. It is ever-challenging, but worth the effort, I promise. Keep writing!
Many thanks Kay, especially coming from a damn good artist!
Reblogged this on Lenora's Culture Center and Foray into History and commented:
I can’t wait to read one of her books. I met her at 2nd Charles. I was there with my publisher PDMI Publishing.
It was so great to meet you! Thanks so much for the reblog! A great idea. Look forward to exploring your blog too.