aka The Frazzled Mom
Have you ever read a line in novel or a clever plot twist that caused you to have author envy?
I do envy other writers, where it seems storytelling comes so easily for them. They either churn out books one right after the other, or they have book deals with major publishers. But my envy stops at the desire to have that same ability. I never wish I was better than other writers or that they’d fail in their attempts. I celebrate their published works, despite wishing I was also celebrating my own works.
That’s just not the “season” I’m in at the moment. With my full time job, plus contract job, it leaves very little time for writing. And honestly, if we, as writers, really wanted to write, wouldn’t we find the time despite how busy we are? Then I think I’m just not inspired. But don’t writers create, whether inspired or not? So what then is my excuse? Eh, still trying to figure that out.
In the meantime, I don’t envy my fellow writers. Nope. Not at all. Not.One.Bit.
You’re right, it is a season. Yours will come!
Match, exactly, every thought you’ve expressed. Not envy, not jealousy, and very different from wishing I could achieve.