Sometime not long after NaNoWriMo in 2016, I began to question whether or not there was a place in the world for my blended genre style of work. I didn’t think I had a place to belong and it hurt. I didn’t want to write something else. I still don’t. I want to give voice to the stories and characters that roll around and echo in my head.
Twitter at first overwhelmed me, but I’m grateful I made an account. I’ve discovered a wonderful group of fellow writers that continues to grow and as my feed swells with their energy, my heart begs the questions:
Why aren’t I writing right now? Why am I just sitting here on the sidelines, watching?
Fast forward to last night when a tweet about a genre I never heard of before caught my eye: New Weird. And so of course I looked it up. It also lead me to look up another genre: Weird Fiction. I recognize so many author names. As in authors I’ve read and enjoyed. Others I know of, but have yet to get around to reading – for one reason or another.
I have always had a home and never knew it.
There is a place, a name, and an audience for what I write. And I think it’s perfect when you have a mind like mine that loves to bounce, wander, and sample everything.
I’m going to be okay as long as I don’t give up. The same is true for you.
Keep writing. Keep being you.
Don’t let the naysayers tell you otherwise and bring you down.
4 thoughts on “A Place to Belong”
Wow. Speechless. Brilliant!
The best part is when I replied to that tweet saying my world is now complete and the person tweeted back saying something along the lines of “No, just wait until your manuscript is accepted. Then your world is complete.” And he’s right, it feels awesome right now, but that will be the icing on the cake.
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