Just had our best friends over for dinner. Greek night. A time of good food, good times.
We talked a little about what we’re up to in our personal life. I told my friends I just wrote a ditty on the fly to remind myself that I am still a writer.
Do you ever take a break and then hesitate?
I have spent a lot of time lately final editing what I’ve written so I can print it out and share it with my friends.
I’ve also spent a lot of time collecting art for my Sunday Evening Art Gallery. I have found so many new artists, I am knocked off my feet.
But I’m a writer first. At least here on my sofa, in front of the TV.
Do you ever have to fly off and do something quick to reassure yourself you are what you are?
How funny the human ego is.
What is a writer? A painter? A calligrapher?
Just because you spend your spare time doing anything creative, does it make you what you think you are? Are you an artist just because you wield a paint brush? Are you a writer, even if you only write email copy?
I have learned you are whatever you call yourself. The world does not care for your title. Maybe corporate America puts a value on what your company has called you. But in the scope of life, no one cares.
That’s why it’s important to call yourself what you are. And not be intimidated by your title.
Do you paint? Do you spend your spare time crocheting or scrapbooking or quilting? Do you scour the Internet for ideas for your art gallery or ceramic blog or your instructional video?
The world will go on whatever your call yourself. So find a title that fits your soul. Own it.
I am a writer. I may only write a couple of lines for email copy at work, but I am a writer. It doesn’t matter if I’ve written poetry or short stories or full length novels. I have written and preserved copy that can be passed on to generations.
That’s all that matters.
Follow your calling and shout your “title” loud and clear.
No one will respect you until you respect yourself.