So, a friend read my RENT post and said it was intense. I didn’t really mean for it to be. I’m a very positive person, especially about my writing career. I know I’m getting close to breaking through to a literary agent. I have more than one good book ready to go. The moment at RENT was a watershed reevaluation, something powerful enough to deserve a blog post.
I’m looking forward to people thinking I was an overnight sensation and then digging into my blog to find I’ve been noveling for decades. And before that, in my twenties, I was writing screenplay after screenplay. I just didn’t submit anything to anyone. I didn’t want to be published or produced because I was operating from fear.
Now, older and wiser, I’m operating from a place of confidence and hope. I’m a dramatic person. I cry. But it doesn’t shake my resolve. I will be published by a big 5 house. My books will affect people, open dialogues, change things. Even if the “thing” is helping one teenager feel better about himself or herself, even if it is simply one moment of catharsis. I don’t have grandiose dreams, but I do have dreams and, now, I’m working toward them and keeping the faith.
“No day but today!” Gotta go write…