Have you ever tried something and just failed miserably at it? Of course you have, we all have. It is a part of being human and growing every day into a better person. I am a writer. I haven’t had much success beyond a few published articles in newspapers, and magazines and the occasional website. But I enjoy writing and I have written several novels. Over the years I have shared them with family members, friends and associates and asked them to read them and tell me what they thought. And as each one did read them I didn’t get any great responses. And it is hard to hear, or not hear when they don’t finish the book, that something that you put time, effort, patience, work, and love into isn’t what you had imagined in your heard. It knocks you down.
The mythical story of the phoenix has always been a favorite of mine. A bird who lays his eggs in the ashes so that he can be reborn through the fire. Each time I received a negative response that was one more try, one more egg if you will that I hoped would grow into something. But yet it was consumed by the fire of doubt and failure. But I kept writing, and each time I rose from the ashes of my failure. Writing more each time but not to published, liked or read. But because I enjoyed it.
I suppose that one day if I would ever achieve any amount of success I would have to change the name because I would have been able to spread my wings and fly. But for today. I am the phoenixwriter. Still trying to write, still being burned, but ALWAYS rising from the ashes of failure!
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