31 Dec 2014 … writer or loner

I have to admit, I used to be somewhat social.  I’ve never been what could be described as a social butterfly, but I had a life … once … a long time ago.   And then I became a writer  🙂

Maybe it’s the obsession of needing to write, to pour out my soul into the great American novel (or series of five novels in my case).  I’ve often said writing is the most therapeutic thing I’ve ever done.  Living vicariously through my characters, I’ve lost quite a bit of my old inhibitions, but at what cost?  Like I said, I used to have a life, but then my life because somewhat obsessed with writing and editing and polishing my novels to perfection.  Not to mention cover design and promotion.  I’ve heard it said “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.”  Sometimes I feel like my life is more “I’ll have a life when I’m dead.”

It’s not all doom and gloom.  I got a good laugh when I saw the cartoon below.  Talk about hitting the nail dead on!  It’s true, I’ve sacrificed many hours of time with my friends to accomplish my goals.  But looking back, I don’t regret it.  I think my friends do, but they’re also the same ones harassing me to get the fifth book out.  So in the end, I guess they have no one to blame but themselves.  Yeah, I like that.  I think I’ll go with that story.  I’m not a hermit, I’m just giving the public what they want.  Sound good to you??





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