Authors mustn’t stop dreaming

Remembering the old days. Sitting alone in a room – being a hermit of sorts – smashing out the next word on an old fashion IBM with no backspace, using paper or liquid white-out. Ugh! Or how about writing out an untold drama, in long-hand, on lined-paper, hoping like hell you don’t make too many errors because you made the mistake of writing in ink. Cause it looked nicer or would not fade as easy as in pencil? Who knows. From day one, writing a book in high school never to be published, was something I cared more about than almost flunking Algebra – only dad cared about. Okay, so maybe that is too far in the past for some. But, I have not forgotten.

Fortunately, authors now have far more resources to “write and write well (Connolly).” We don’t have to be hermits. We cannot afford to. If we are lucky, we have fulltime jobs to finance our professions. Us authors still struggling to brand ourselves. Unlike the well-established ones who can afford my favorite meal – a T-Bone Steak, Shrimp and Lobster with white wine followed by Cognac—Courvoisier preferably.

We must dream and dream big. Do so knowing that we do not have to live the life of a starving artist. Rather, live life and use it as the backdrop for more great stories. Take time to immerse in a good book; chat with fellow writers in virtual meet ups.

You are not alone in this great big universe of infinite words, waiting to inspire us toward the next great big book deal.

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