I want badly to be a published author, but perhaps not bad enough because I can’t think of any story I want to write about more than what I know, and that’s me. I know my life, I know my story and it might sell. But it also might be just like everything else. And am I really pompous enough to think I could write to book standards? But also, I don’t think I’m completely ready to open myself up for everyone to take in.
In essence, I am a self published author by way of the internet, but I want to feel my book in a hardcover biding. I want people to read what I write and connect to me on that level, to understand, maybe even help. I haven’t the strength to do what I want.
Not yet, anyway.
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