Longing to be authentic is at the core of most human beings, and apparently at the core of one little velveteen bunny according to author Margery Williams.
This is how I have often felt as a writer. Writing is something I have always enjoyed. It is a part of me. I
was born with this inherent desire to write, create, to put what was on my mind and in my heart on paper. Being such a personal thing, writing didn't necessarily seem anything particularly special or worthy of sharing with others. Yet through the years that desire became apparent as well. When I started to realize that the ideas were not from me alone, but a gift of the one who created me, I began to consider that perhaps he might want me to share at least some of them with others.
But can one be a "writer" if one never shares it. Of course, sharing doesn't qualify you, it is the actual task that defines one's occupation. But the key is one must have confidence in what one does to authenticate it to self and others. For me that has meant coming out of my shell and sharing my words in hopes that they bless others. It can be very affirming. Authenticating.
On the other hand, receiving the approval of others as a writer is not always obtainable. The value of the craft is not easily understood by those who are not writers themselves. If our successes are always measured by the gaining approval I doubt we have found true success.
"It doesn’t happen all at once. You become.
It takes a long time."
Knowing who I am and having the courage to share it without requiring the approval of others was a big step for me. And although I do hope to become a published author someday, if that should never happen it doesn't devalue the fact that I'm a writer. You see, I crossed the threshold to becoming real when I understood my purpose. It was then that I began to grow as a writer and commit to learning to do it well. And ultimately for an Audience of One. I have come to know that being a writer is more of a calling for me. It is real. It is what I do. It's what I am. I am a real writer.
The Velveteen Rabbit
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When did you know you were a "real" writer?