“I want to be a real writer”
I was at Liberty on 15th last night, bouncing on my heels a bit after having a huge meal with my brother and his wife. At one point a woman asked me what I did for a living. I said I was a marketing consultant and that I wrote copy — that I sell stuff with words.
Her whole face brightened up and she said “I do fundraising. So I do a lot of writing for that. But what I really want is to be a real writer. You know. I want to have my name on things.”
I guffawed.
Really, I did.
Because to me being a real writer means being someone who does something with words. Someone who has an effect.
But to her, it was all about fame (though not fortune), ego and a false sense of integrity.
I mean good luck to her, but I’d rather be right here on the ground “Really” writing and “really” making a living doing something I love.






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