Reflecting about my writing, I’m forced to ask, who is it for?
I constantly think about my audience. I want to reach more people. I want this to sustain me so I can write every day without making excuses for my time spent. How can I turn what I love into a career?
We’ve all been told those who can’t, teach. Ha. HAHAHAHA. As if teaching is simple. It isn’t. Teaching is the hardest, most rewarding thing I’ve ever done. By volunteering or showing up in the classroom, I never intend to stop.
But. Writing. Can’t I have both?
The answer is, ‘Yes.’ I will always be able to have both. Because I have learned to write for myself. To write for the joy I get from putting words together. Not for a publisher, but for an audience of one. This lack of striving toward publication has improved not just my life, but my writing.
For now and forever, I’m dedicated to fun writing. And, as always, to remembering the world is bigger than my bubble. I hope you will put important words together for someone else to see, and write a letter, email, postcard, or two, to help a cause you believe in.
Joy with words,
Kate

