Not a Writer

A few years back, I was told by someone that I am not a writer.

“You are not a writer.”

I held back the tears.

Writing is a huge part of me and makes me who I am. So I was devastated. I didn’t understand the reasoning for that statement. It came out of nowhere. I couldn’t say a thing. I just sat there. Crushed. Still to this day those words continue to cut through my heart every time I try to write. Yes, every time.

It makes me wonder then…

Who is a writer? What makes a person a writer…or not? And who gets to decide? Can a poet be considered a writer? A news reporter? A dreamer? A simple girl with a simple blog?

Maybe this person believes you are only allowed to wear the title “writer” if you are paid to write. If that is the case, I am not a writer, as I do not get paid. Once upon a time, I had my own column in a newspaper. It was a trial run for the paper to see if they could reach people across the state line. It was short lived, but I did get paid. And I got to use a really nice camera. 😬 I guess I once was a writer.

Just to be fair, I am not here to shame this person. Everyone has their own opinion. But their opinion does not override the opinions of others, or of my own. What was their purpose of trying to shatter my dream? That, I just cannot understand. Although the words spoken years ago hurt just the same today, I will still write. Sometimes it does put doubt in my mind and I find it hard to move past the block. But I work through it. Writing means that much to me.

I know several people who express themselves very well through writing. They put me to shame. I personally consider them to be writers. They do not get paid. They didn’t start a blog. But they have a gift. A gift of expression. And that is how I view writing.

I would like to touch on a two points before you leave me today.

My first point is EMBRACE YOUR GIFT. And I believe every person is gifted in something. Don’t allow anyone to destroy that special part of you when they say you aren’t a dancer, a painter, a singer, or a writer. Love all that makes you who you are. Even if there’s no paycheck. Embrace your ability. Have fun with it! But if by chance someone does says something hurtful, just know that it isn’t about you. Move past the block and work on loving and perfecting your talent.

My second point is WATCH YOUR TONGUE. It is razor sharp and can drop an adult to their knees. Imagine the damage it does to a child. Always be mindful of what comes out of your mouth. Preferably, BEFORE you speak. You cannot take back how you made a person feel. You just can’t. This person acknowledged what they said to me sometime later. But the damage was already done. Think before speaking. SIMPLY be kind and supportive. And if you cannot find it within yourself to do so, please…just walk away.

Be grateful for all that you have…and for your special gift. Be thankful for challenges because they make you stronger. Be compassionate toward others. Count your blessings. And love yourself!

Thank you for being here. I am so glad you decided to have coffee with me. You made my day. ♥️


The scenic photo is of Big Long Lake, taken in 2012. A place that gives me peace.

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