Having been on that journey and having gotten some stuff published, I want to tell you something. You are a writer when you say you are.
You must be a storyteller and you have to share your stories. When you do, the world will laugh at them until they stop.
But, always within yourself there will be a doubt and that doubt is FUEL.
We are driven by the slights, the slings, the arrows. You go to a writer’s group and you come home wanting to commit murder — ice pick their tires at the very least.
But, you are not doing it for them. You are doing it for you.
You are being paid in a currency others don’t even know exists.
Write on. One day you will read something you wrote and you will say, “Wow, that’s pretty good.”
Writing = discipline, Big Red Car? Tell me more. Big Red Car here on a lovely Monday morning, waiting for the painters…themusingsofthebigredcar.com
Read that. Send me your stuff: email@example.com. I’ll give it a read.
Good luck and don’t try to get treatment. It is not a treatable condition.