By Rachel Weinhaus
When I started therapy in 2019, my therapist asked what I did for a living. I dreaded the question. It would require a lengthy explanation of why I was not a real writer but rather a walking litany of rejection.
I took a deep breath and said, “I’m sort of a writer.”
I knew that even if I’d answered without hesitation or qualification—“I’m a writer”—I’d still have to endure the following:
“What kind of writing do you do?”
“Screenwriting.”
“Wow. H...
Published on July 06, 2023 04:00