All I wanted to be when I was younger was an author. I thought that I could weave tales that people would enjoy reading. I thought that I could create worlds that people would love exploring. I never thought that self-publishing would only get my feet wet, but never get my works out there to the masses. I’ve seen fellow authors reach out into the world and get their works out there - works that started on the same platforms as me and I just sit there and wonder why my stories are not as prosperous as them. Am I not reaching out far enough? Am I not good enough?
But no matter what happens, I will never stop writing. Writing is in my blood and I have come too far, put too much energy into writing worlds to turn back and look for something else to occupy that place that writing has taken. Maybe one day I too will reach out and touch more people, entertain more readers. Until then, I will struggle and I will write because that’s all that an author like me can do.
