I’ve been doing a lot of thinking today about my writing, and after yet another person asking me whether I’m going to ‘work’ soon and wanting to tell them that I AM working, I’ve realized that I am working. I know that might sound odd, but it’s finally kind of kicked in that the amount of time I spend thinking about my writing, or actually writing, does pretty much equate to working. No, I’m not getting paid for it at the moment, but it’s work nonetheless.Yes I love it and would do it even if I never got paid, but it’s still work.
After my Dad badgered me about getting some part time work from home a couple of weeks ago I remember speaking to my Mum, who said that I was working, but that it didn’t equate to work in his mind because of the lack of pay thing. I guess it didn’t really click then, even though she said it so clearly. She gets that writing isn’t a job in the traditional sense, and she also gets that I am absolutely serious about being a writer.( I love her so much for that, and I appreciate it as well because she is one of the people who always validates me and my decisions.)
And then today I was looking around at places I could submit Birth Rights to and I realized I could get paid for writing (I know, at this point you’re all sitting there going, wow, this girl is seriously slow…). I KNOW people get paid for writing short stories, but I hadn’t made that leap to thinking that I could be one of those people who get paid.
I’ve not been giving myself enough credit. I’ve not been allowing myself to think about the potential to earn a little pocket money, and I’ve certainly not (until today) considered that perhaps if I were to be making some money, any money, out of writing, I could show people that in fact I AM working.
I spoke to Chibi about this, and she did a wonderful thing and submitted a story somewhere, which I’m so proud of her for actually doing it. And I spoke to Tama, who totally backed me up with my thoughts, and I also read this blog post here by Ripley which made me think.
I don’t want to be the twenty novel girl, I don’t want to be the fifty story girl either, I want to be a girl who is actually putting herself out there, giving herself some credit for the time, love and dedication she is pouring into her work.
And this isn’t about fame, or money, because we all know most writers don’t get a lot of that. But hell, if I’m going to get nagged about a job, I want that job to be my writing, not something I loathe.