Fire in my Belly
Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it. — C. S. Lewis
I was once told, by a person close to me, I couldn’t possibly achieve my goal of being a published author-I simply wasn’t original enough.
This was a person considered themselves a literati of sorts. They only read the ‘best’ of the classics and chose to not follow popular culture in anyway.
I had a realization:
Regardless of the quality, creativity, or heart of the writer, there will always be someone who will judge your work to be wanting.
Once I let that settle in my head, I found myself liberated.
I like what I write, others seem to also. I’ve long since forgiven that thoughtless statement. The truism that emerged is a priceless gem.
Will some of my stories fail? Absolutely. Failure will not stop me from writing, submitting, and succeeding.
What experiences have lit that fire in your belly?