Now that I am getting more proactive in public writing instead of nursing novels that have not met the public eye, I am joining writing and blogging groups on social media also. As a normal response to find like minds and find what works for the masses, I find this task somewhat demeaning and unbearable sometimes. Not because of the individuals but because of the masses that take the liberty to decide and judge all too clearly what they think I would like to read.
I have read many posts and stories from people I had no idea who they were or what they were writing about. In an attempt to not only support my fellow writer, but because I love the odd stories, the ones that momentarily take you away from the screen you’re reading them on and bring a fresh vision to your world you had not seen, or possibly, just never noticed before.
Where YOU Come In
If you are reading this post from a no-name like myself, it is because you, just like many of us, have considered life without writing, or at least public writing. Throwing down the pen, or in this case, the keyboard (not recommended), has been a thought in many writers’ heads throughout history, I take the liberty to assume anyway.
BUT I SEE YOU, I see those of you who have rhythmic and poetic tendencies strung inside your stories, those of you who sprinkle real life and the condemning thoughts of the human mind inside your articles, and I see you doubt yourself. I never thought one of the most saddening times of my own writing journey would not be my lack of readers but the lack of confidence in those that I enjoyed so much. I am proud to be in the same writing and reading space as you! Why? Because it is those of you who write from the heart, those who write because you NEED to, and those of you who write because you want others to hear your story, make me proud.
The problem comes into play when you consider posts like “Hashtags For The Rich and Famous” will inevitably be more popular than posts supporting other writers or an uplifting story. This does not define your writing by any means. It defines the mentality of the readers in the world today though. That post will have its 5 minutes with loads of views and fade quickly, just like most fads.
History Proves My Point
Whether you look back as far into history as Einstien or DiVinci, who were outcast due to their obtuse thinking and unpopular conclusions only to find that many decades later, they were only speaking truths that no one wanted to hear at the time. OR look at the greats of today, Stephen King, which I will speak about every time I write about great writers, no doubt, wrote many stories and articles before “Carrie” took off when he was 26 years old.
Yes, many of us have passed that point in age. Still, you probably can not honestly look back at his history and see how many articles he published in magazines for free or low cost, or how many turn downs he received from publishers before one saw his worth and tell me you were as dedicated as he is either. Especially considering he did not have the technology or options we have today.
Obviously, this is not to thwart your enthusiasm but simply to show you that he pushed himself and had an amazing outcome. Otherwise, he may have very well been like others in history, and his worth would not have been seen until after he was gone. The media world and the lives of those of us who grew up in “The Era Of Stephen King” would have been left to know horror or reading in general as a far less controversial or colorful topic.
Your “Now” As A Writer
The market is saturated with writers of perfect grammar and a knack for telling stories of rainbows and vampires. The chances are that you, much like myself, may never be a part of Opera’s Bookclub or have Stephen King read one of your posts. In a world where a keyboard is in front of every standard Joe older than 12 years old, it is only human to get discouraged when Cartoon Fan Fiction is a more popular read than a historically accurate and thrilling fiction novel.
YOU are the writer we need, the writer who struggles with depression, the writer that has unpopular viewpoints, and the writer who thinks they are too different to be noticed. We need real life. People like me do not read to go to an imaginary place full of rainbows and cotton candy where everyone is politically correct. I read because I want to relate.
It sounds odd and possibly terrifying for you as a writer, but for example, When Stephen King wrote “Bag of Bones,” he had no idea a mother who has just lost her first child would pick up that book. He had no idea that in a time I needed to escape, I found the grief of Mike Noonan to be a comforting expression of love. Just as he had no idea that in a time in my life where I felt lost and like I was chasing ghosts, that Roland and his devotion to “The Man In Black” in The Dark Tower Series would provide refuge to a girl in her late teens who struggled with the loss of her father and depression.
I related to them in a way that the writer may have never seen, but he wrote it anyway. Whether it is jotting down a thought or telling a story that has been stuck in your mind, we leave a little piece of ourselves in everything we write, whether purposeful or not, and believe it or not; someone else has felt that way. We may feel like we are struggling in the abyss alone. Still, we are not, and to me, if I can reach just one person who needed to hear my story, who needed the realization that they are not alone, that’s is worth more than writing something I think everyone might love that gets a little more attention any day.
We Need You!
As a reader, I need you and others to do too. We need people who are swimming in the abyss of uncertainty to extend a hand. We need the people that have survived the ugly in the world to share that because not many do. We need people who have been on their knees before to write about how they got back up. Why? Because the people writing about grief who have never had a part of them die with a loved one will never understand that pain. We don’t need people born at the top of the mountain to explain how beautiful the view is. We need the people who are climbing the same mountain to tell their stories of the obstacles they have overcome!
I would like not to extend a corny conclusion, but that is not yet beyond me. The fact remains, you have survived 100% of the bad days you have had so far, and whether you are writing about a world you wish existed, a world that lives inside your head, or even just a brief thought, we need you to write it. For so many reasons! We need the taboo, the politically incorrect, the unpopular opinion, the darkness, and the grey areas of your mind that you debate whether to show the world. Don’t reach outside your comfort zone or give parts of yourself you are unwilling to give away by any means, but post the story you debate on writing.
It does not have to be the best writing, it does not have to be a topic that gets popular votes, but if you write the story you want to write, it will be enough. It will be enough because you’re doing it, and that is all the incentive I need to write one more post, to continue a novel I may never publish, but why do I keep sharing random thoughts? Why do I have a blog most commonly read by family members, and why do I continue? In the odds that the one person who is sitting where I have been sitting, who is struggling to keep their head above water in the same ocean I was in, knows that they are not alone, and knows that even though I have scars, I made it out alive, so far at least, and so can they.
The Un-Traditional Mother