What? It’s December already?
Before I frantically try to do all my Christmas shopping, here’s my Insecure Writer’s Support Group Post, and a very happy December to the IWSG host, Alex J. Cavanaugh.
Listening to Radio 4’s Burlesque Legends on the way home from my day job, and one performer said, ‘this is who I am. If I didn’t do this I wouldn’t be me’.
This was another nail in the coffin of,
- I find it embarrassing to admit what I do for my day job (don’t worry, it doesn’t involve body parts),
- On her blog Kristen Lamb is always railing against the term ‘aspiring writer’. If you write, she writes, you are doing it already.
In light of this I had a small internal conversation with some random person I may be introduced to at sime time in the future. Yes, I do that. It went something like this,
Hypothetical Stranger: So, what do you do?
Me: I’m a writer.
Hypothetical Stranger: Cool. (He/She then asks the fatal question…) Have you had anything published?
Me: Sure, short stories (true), blog articles (also true) and some stuff in magazines (still true).
But I feel like such a fraud when I say that.
Hypothetical Stranger: So what do you do?
Me: Alligator wrestler…
Is anyone else out there with a day job owning their writing? How do you react when asked what it is that you do?
I’d love to know.