Wednesday, April 15, 2015

That moment when I realized....I AM a WRITER

OK, so the title may sound like I'm a crazy person or pretty dense to reality, but I literally just "realized" that I am a WRITER about a month ago. (I'm also going to go ahead and blame the amount of neglect that my blog has received based on my busy writing schedule.)

I was walking through the store when this realization hit me. I can't remember if I was alone, or if I had one of my kids with me, but my mind was wandering as usual. And then the words formulated inside my head: I am a writer. I stopped my thought whirlwind and let that settle. I am a writer. Why had I not thought this before? I would always say that I write, but never that I am.

I mean, I've been blogging for 2 1/2 years as of today and writing articles--and getting them published--since shortly after that. I guess I felt like an impostor, a fake, like a little girl playing dress-up and pretending to be a writer. But, I do get paid... so that means something, right?

I haven't been taking myself seriously. I guess I believed that maybe you have to have a published book to be a writer? That brings me to my next identity hurtle--calling myself an author.

I'm near completion of my first book (details later...patience!) and looking forward to all sorts of new knowledge, feedback, and friends at LDStorymakers Conference next month. I think now is a good time to take myself seriously and call myself a writer.

So, hello, I'm Wendy and I'm a writer. *Mind. Blown.*

So, I submit, who are you? What are you reluctant to admit that you are? What's holding you back? Let go and embrace it.

© Wendy 2015