Authors would tell me all the time that I’m in the wrong profession, and that I should give it up. I even went to a writer’s conference in New York City at Marymount Manhattan College where a panel of published, “successful” authors said that “if you can do anything else other than writing, you should.” Also, some stupid fuckin’ twat on the panel quoted some godamn author about some shit no motherfucker on the planet ever heard of to sound smart. This was before I really got my teeth, so I stayed silent. But if I could go back…whooooo. She’d fuckin’ get it. They’d all get it.
Complaining? Probably. But this had a point, and here it is. Lemmie tell you some shit, okay? Talent is nothing more than a desire to do something so much that you become really good at it. That’s all talent is. I can’t be anything but a writer. I can’t not be verbose. I can’t not describe, scream, tell stories. It’s who I am, and it should be who you are too.
Now, I’m not saying that writing a full length novel is for everyone. It’s not. Hell, you may only want to write poetry or short stories, and that’s great! I’m not better than any other writer because I’ve written novels. It all comes down to who wants to do this more. That’s where quality comes in, much to the contrary opinion. The literary industry is failing, and I’m glad. Books are going digital. Right now, the publishing and literary industries are feeling the fire for letting the shit that Laurell K. Hamilton, J.K. Rowling, Stephane Meyer, and a whole shitfuck load of others get churned out (I’m not being sexist, don’t even go there. Those are just some off the top of my head).
Let them burn. Literary agents too.
Authors are looking to make it under their own steam, which is terrific. The ones that are in it for just the money, or have a disposable fanbase will lose interest and decay. The real authors, the ones that stand in the fire of endless rejection letters will shine, and if they’re work is shit? They’ll be lost, leaving only the strong survive. Darwin didn’t see that shit, lemmie tell you.
I even had a fuckin’ food critic tell me that I would never make a living on being an author. A food critic. You’re not a godamn author. Not a writer. You’re a joke. You tell people what’s good and bad after stuffing your chaw. Don’t tell me what the industry is like. You don’t know shit.
Don’t ever let anyone EVER tell you that you shouldn’t be an author. A writer. Don’t let anyone, no matter how much they “know” about the industry to make you shrink back into the darkness of undiscovered talent. Writer until you can’t write anymore, and fuck anyone that tells you different. I don’t care if they’ve been writing for a thousand years. Refine your skills and prove them all wrong.
We’ll prove them all wrong. And we’ll see who’s left standing in the ashes unscathed.