This is my favorite time of the year—a time to reflect and give
thanks. This season reinforces how lucky I am to be a writer. It doesn’t
matter if you’ve published or not. Pause for a moment and think about
all that is great about being a writer.
Every day, we have a laser focus on our surroundings. There’s a story
behind every bush, building, and mountain. We look at bars, churches,
and the kitchen different from anyone else. We look for meaning behind
the lost glove on the street.
Even when we try to NOT pay attention, we can’t help ourselves. We
continually look at our experiences to help us develop story ideas and
plots. We see beauty in the smallest things. We conjure entire worlds
while examining a snowflake. For this, I give thanks.
Imagine—we’re able to enter the darkest places, encounter the most
evil people and return to embrace life and our beautiful surroundings.
We invent the perfect romance and proceed to shatter the relationships
with disease, violence, or just plain apathy. Once we’re done, we get to
return to our own loving family or friends as if nothing ever happened.
Some would say this is a curse. Ha! Not a chance. Few people in this
world recognize the gift that we’ve received. Sure there are millions of
“indie” writers out there that publish a pile of garbage. So what? When
writing calls, writers answer.
Take time and give thanks that we are ones that have the privilege of
making sense of our surroundings. We’re the ones that find the hidden
stories and make up a few on the way. Even when we don’t hit our word
counts or even look at a blank page for a month, we still return to
writing … because we can. Wait … not because we can … because we must.
I give thanks because I have found this gift. Who else gets to do
what they love and share it with the world? Very few people. I don’t
care how much money I make or how many reviews I get—to me writing is
about giving back to the universe. It’s about sharing with the 7.1
billion people in the world. No one really knows how many writers there
are in the world. If there are roughly 100 million writers worldwide,
then we are less than 1.5% of the population.
As you enter this holiday season, don’t worry about all the garbage
writers in the world or the one-star review. Embrace everything that is
special about being a writer. You are special. The world needs you. The
world needs your thoughts and stories. The world needs writers. The
world needs books to make you cry, laugh, shiver or just say, “Huh?”
Few things in this world can provide the feeling of being alive. Give thanks that you’re a writer.
Jim Devitt is the author of the #1 Kindle Bestselling
Young Adult novel, The Card and the holiday hit, So This is Christmas. A version of this post appeared on Indies Unlimited.
Excellent post, Jim! I'm definitely in your camp--we're unbelievably fortunate to be able to write and share our books.
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Thanks, Daphne. I really appreciate the words.
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