Coming Back to the Table

I’ve anguished over my writing for far too long.

My writing ground to a stop after the horror of our last presidential election. But, even before that, it was slow, and it was unsteady. I was still so firmly locked up in the world of my first novel, a world that obsessed me, that kept me going during the worst years of my life. The novel that delivered me from all of that.

I had my Authors of the Theatre class today and on Tuesday — instead of reading works by famous playwrights, though, everybody in the class wrote their own monologue or scenes. And it was all just amazing, to spend three hours of this week reveling in fresh stories.

I want to be a real writer. I want to feel that all the time. I want the joy of writing, and I want the joy of sharing that with the rest of the world. I want the joy of being successful. I want the joy of wealth that comes from doing something you love.

It doesn’t sound like such a difficult thing, but it is. I still want it, though.

Zach J. Payne is a poet, novelist, and thespian; a lover of languages and purveyor of useless knowledge. He is an assistant at Ninja Writers and interns for Pam Howell at D4EO Literary Agency. You can find him on Twitter and Instagram at ZachJPayne. If you enjoyed this article, please click the little green heart.

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