Love hurts. Writing hurts more


Help Mr. Wizard. I don’t wanna be a writer anymore.

I guess I keep wondering how many more lessons are there for me to learn, right? I made the decision decades ago to become a full-time professional writer, but I think it’s safe to say it’s only been in the past year or so that I have faced up to how much work is really involved, and a lot of  that work has nothing to do with writing. The marketing, the promotion, the you-name-it. Today I’ve been spending a few hours researching this thing called SEO. I’ve known about it for awhile, but have avoided getting involved with it because…well…

Just because I sometimes prefer to think the world will work the way I want it to, and I will be discovered as The Next Big Thing on my own terms because…well…

Damn. Maybe I should just quit. Maybe…

But I can’t quit because I’m addicted. I’ve been mainlining words and phrases since I was a kid, and if I even tried to purge my system at this late date I’m pretty sure I’d get the shakes. Words are my life, and my life is controlled by words (and music too, but more on that some other time). My words are my best shot.

And so I keep writing. Because what else can I do?



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