There are days I absolutely love being a writer. The energy of a story blasting in your mind, driving in the car, getting so lost in writing thoughts, you get lost on the road. There are days I loathe it. The days where the negative, well-intentioned criticism test the thickness of your skin. Which, by the way, doesn’t really ever get thick. You think it, it’s not.
As indy or self published writers, unless you are fortunate, you don’t make a lot of money. Even if you do, it’s short lived. I bel...
Published on October 26, 2020 14:37