The Year I Quit Writing Novels

It was 2016 when I decided to stop writing novels. Seems a little dramatic, eh? Well, I also quit social media, too. It seemed as though I was thrust into this world — no, this cesspool — called writing at a time when any and everybody with an idea could write and publish a book. Not only that, many of the people who connected with me on social media wanted to “pick my brain” about how to do it… write and publish.

At first, I was zealous about helping my fellow aspiring author. After all, each of us has a story to tell. And I thrive off of sharing knowledge. I love it, actually. If I could figure out how to get paid doing it, I’d do it as a career — sharing knowledge.  But I digress.

We all have different ways of coping with rejection,but I find going to bed for five days with 8 kilos of choc chip works for me.
We all have different ways of coping with rejection,but I find going to bed for five days with 8 kilos of choc chip works for me.

I quit writing because… well, I’m one of the few authors who “admit” that I write to be read. What drives me to write is the relentless desire to be read. It’s no fun when people aren’t reading what I’m writing. And it’s even less fun when people aren’t talking about what I’ve written. I would equate this feeling to walking into a crowded room and saying hello but no one acknowledges your presence. It’s as if you don’t exist. That’s what it feels like to write but not be read — even in my small community of followers.

Or an even better analogy… writing and not being read is very much like a chef who cooks his best cuisine for his party guests who comment about its great aroma but never venture to taste it.

rejection10691It makes me question if it’s at all worth my time and effort and the expense anymore. So, shortly after the New Year, I decided to hang up my writing pen and spend this year just reading (something else I happen to enjoy). Right now, my reading list is pretty aggressive and will rival any previous year’s reading agenda. But it’s a good thing. Perhaps it will inspire me to pick up my pen again and give writing novels another shot.

PS: I know to some, this post will seem melodramatic or even incomprehensible. I understand. But that isn’t true. Sometimes it’s okay to take a few steps back to get a clearer view of the big picture. That’s what I’m doing. I’m trying to see the big picture more clearly. Perhaps it will make me a more insightful author.

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