I just got an email from Writer’s Digest that was titled something to the effect of “Why We’re Grateful We’re Writers.”
I snickered for a moment, thinking of all the jokes that could be made about underpaid, underappreciated, starving writers, etc. etc.
But am I grateful I’m a writer? Seriously, yes. I like what I do. I like writing. I get to do something for a living that I actually enjoy. I really don’t get tired of writing, at least not on a macro level. Sometimes I get tired of writing about specific things, but I never get tired of writing.
And I never seriously consider giving up writing and taking up something else, like…I don’t know. Accounting. In fact, I turned down admission to several prestigious law schools about ten or 12 years ago because I wanted to remain a writer. And here I am.
I agree with you, though I do go through occasional bouts of “why bother” when the paychecks and blog comments dry up. But I really don’t know what else I would, or could, do. Guess I’m stuck being a writer!