By 24, I figured, I could make a living at this writing thing. By that point I’d been writing with the intent of being a writer since I was 12, and submitting fiction to magazines for two years. Two years feels like a long time, when you’re 17. The rejection letters were piling up.
Every post I've ever seen about being a writer has told me that I'm not one, because there are no blog posts about "I write to pay the bills" or "I write because it's a good match for my skill set and interests". I suppose that's not as gripping and romantic as "I write because it's the only thing worth living for" or "I write because I can't not write". Maybe people do write posts about non-obsessive writing, and then no one links to them. Maybe no one writes those posts because they're too busy doing the sort of writing that brings in money. Maybe no one writes those posts because it's embarrassing to admit that you're a writer who's not a writer.
But don't lament that nobody writes articles about non-writer writers. Nobody writes articles about non-doctor doctors, either. But then, nobody stands around at parties and says to doctors "I'm quite sure I could make a decent living at being a doctor, because I've got all these ideas of how to fix people... I just never have."
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