Don’t get cute! I can hear you now: “Finally you’re posting something!” That’s besides the point though. I’ll get to that…
A few weeks ago, I was talking to a fellow blogger concerning her blog. While talking, I guess I must have made a comment describing myself as a writer. Her response was, “I wish I was comfortable enough to call myself a writer.” This comment threw me for a loop since I considered her to be a more established writer than myself. How could you be a writer, and not be comfortable calling yourself one? I guess the answer would be confidence… The fact that you actually believe you are a writer, and not just a person writing.
This conversation actually made me wonder if I had been giving myself too much credit.
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Nah. I like believing in myself. However, it was one thing that I was missing. I blogged about it in a previous post, and I FINALLY got it.
Meet Booker. He’s a 1970s Olympia Werke Model X-L12. A typewriter of modest character, extreme durability, and futuristic features for its day, I am planning on having this guy around for a very long time. Given as a gift for my birthday, I have to admit that I don’t think I could have asked for anything better. It’s in perfect working condition, but I have a lot to learn about it before I can get into it like I want.
I knew I was a writer before adopting Booker — but now I know I’m a writer. I know that the tools don’t make the artist, but it sure adds a level of confidence.
Maybe I’ll recommend my friend to adopt a typewriter of her own.
