So a few weeks back I wrote a post about my changing ambitions in writing. Basically it boiled down to going from being an ‘aspiring writer’ to an ‘aspiring author’*
Which is really thrilling.
Not that I was bored just writing, just the opposite, I just wanted more excitement and challenges by pushing the envelope.
I still think just writing for fun and frolics, to relieve stress, to exercise the brain, and to exercise demons, or whatever your motive for filling blank pages with glorious words, is not only perfectly fine, but perfectly good. I’d be more than happy to continue to do that – except that I feel the need to constantly challenge myself, and sometimes just doing it for for self-gratification doesn’t give me the impetuous to really reach and stretch.
And if I’m really honest, there other motive I have is for that little snippet of fortune and glory – but the odds of achieving either are without any doubt extremely long.
“The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short; but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark.”
– Michelangelo (the renaissance artist, not the turtle)
I’m saying this for two reasons:
- One because I didn’t want anyone to think my own personal change in goal for my writing is a slight at any other goal or purpose for writing. It isn’t – it’s a personal choice.
- Two, because it leads nicely into my next blog post where I evangelise both writing and NaNoWriMo.
Whatever your reasons for writing, whatever you hope to get out of it – I hope you do it and get it.
So, I hope that clears the air a bit.
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