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Writing envy or how competition might actually work for me


So, gradually it occurs to me that my sweetie, newly ensconced in my den and the rest of my apartment…well, it turns out he is thinking of tossing himself into the writing game.
He’s already been writing for content mills and earning money- eeks! And now he has plans to write other things, romance, novels, all the areas I’ve been essentially puttering about in for years now.
Immediately upon this realization, I could feel my blood stirring with competitive corpuscles, all of them tumbling about in furious frenzy.
Dang it all. He can’t write before I do!!! He can’t be published before I am!!
The problem is, he actually writes well and has more ability to force himself to do things than I can.
So now my brain is ticking away, thinking of markets to send my wee efforts. I think this may actually be the push that I’ve needed.
Look at him – looking all writerly and ready to go… I suppose I could simply break his arm…(jk)

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International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award – or check here to depress yourself about a writing career


Wow. Just pulled up this list, as my favourite author ever, Helen Humphreys, is on the long-list, for her wonderful book, The Reinvention of Love.

GAWD it’s depressing how many really truly good books there are out there.

It’s not that I feel envy, no, it’s just that when I read them I realize how far away my little dream of writing a really good book is. (See, even that sentence structure should tell you I am a rank amateur, unworthy of attention).

I mean, can’t you glowing wonderful, fabulous writers take a holiday or something? Just for a couple of years or so, until some of us catch up?

I am going to go drown my sorrows in a cup of eggnog latte at the delightful Cafe Brea and review my options. Perhaps I’ll give up and do needle felting for a while til the desire to write passes.

Meanwhile, have a look at the list (click the link). Every book on it is worthy of a read.

Sigh.