Am I A Writer?

This is the question all writers ask themselves. I mean, just because your write doesn't make  you are REAL writer, right? That's what we tell ourselves. That's what we believe in our core. Each author has some elusive goal in mind, that when reached, will mean that they are a real writer. For some, it's when they make their first buck. Others seek certain recognition in awards or even fans. Me? I don't know. I didn't have a vision of my future in writing. I just wanted a fun job that made me more money than working at Wal-mart. I did that...but I still didn't feel like a real writer.

Then, I went car shopping with my husband. We only did this because my JOB is making it a possibility to afford one in the next year. When the salesman asked me, "What do you do?" I didn't give him the answer I've given my entire adult life, "I'm a mom." Instead, these words flew from my mouth, "I'm a writer."  I think my heart stopped. I was mortified! I still don't know what possessed me to say that, but I did, and I couldn't take it back.

My pronunciation created a buzz at the car dealership. Before I knew it the manager had come out and was googling me on his iphone! Then he downloaded my books from Amazon. People were asking me if I had paperbacks with me and if I would sign them.

Surreal.

Needless to say, I probably won't be announcing to strangers in the future that I'm a writer. That was very stressful for me because I'm actually a very shy person...in person. My husband loved it. He's an attention monger so he was giddy with power. 

Anyway, I think this little incident was my turning point. Being a writer has become part of me, and me part of it. It's what I am now...along with being a wife and a mom.

So...

Am I a writer?  Yes. Yes, I am.