Another year is almost coming to an end. And that’s another year of me being an unpublished writer. Technically, I have many articles published on the internet, but my dream of having a book published has not been realized till date. I have been trying to make this happen since I was 16. But what happened?
Education in my home country (India) was taken seriously. I was given the impression that the grades I scored in the 10th and 12th grade were the basis of my life. I wrote a complete book in my 8th grade and took it to a publisher. They said they liked it, but it never got published. When I was a teenager, I didn’t like the manuscript because it was ‘too childish’, so I destroyed it. After that, I enrolled in a Mechanical Engineering program for my Bachelors and life was hell. I had no time to write, but at least found time to read a book once in a while.
Once I finished school, I had to find a job. This was the most stressful part of my life. I was working jobs I did not like for a pay that wouldn’t even feed me three times a day. But I was fresh to the job market, and of course used as live bait. A couple years later, I got a job in a good multi-national firm, but it was a contract position. Once that was finished, I was fed up with the corporate world and wanted to be an independent freelancer. That was when I started writing seriously. It helped me earn some money, but not a lot. I did this for about 3 years, but freelance content writing was not really the type of writing I wanted to do.
I wanted to write stories and books that could be published so that I could earn some royalty. In 2017, I immigrated to a different country and had to start from scratch. Life was tough. I studied, worked and tried hard to find a ‘real’ job. That took me about a year and 2018 passed just like that. In 2019, I was finally where I wanted to be in my professional career, so I thought I could spend some time writing, or get back to it at least. But one thing after the other, I was swamped with the things that kept coming.
I Still Wrote This Year
Despite the setbacks, distractions and lack of time due to my 9-to-5-job, I still managed to write. I completed 9 chapters of a book that I was working on and published almost 100 stories on Medium. I am far behind, but I managed to write.
While I am penning this story with a cup of freshly brewed coffee, I am happy that my passion for writing has not diminished. With a little of hope that this will be the last year without a book to my name, I continue to write. I want to earn money writing, but freelancing in today’s world isn’t a piece of cake. The only freelancers that are successful are the ones doing it full-time, but that will not stop me from looking for part-time opportunities.
Sometimes, I wonder if I would have accomplished more writing if I had not been lazy enough. But with the amount of work I do, I am sure there are times when I need to take a break for the sake of my sanity. When I look back, I could have written some extra pages then, but I am glad I did not. Most writers struggle with writer’s block and it stuck with me for most days of the year.
Just Keep Writing
“Good resolutions are simply checks that men draw on a bank where they have no account.” -Oscar Wilde
With only 10 more days left for the start of a new year, I am not going to make a resolution to write more. I can honestly say that I have tried this in the past with no outcome whatsoever. I will try my best to be a better writer in 2020, but that’s not going to be easy.
I am not sure about what challenges life is going to throw at me, but I know they are coming. Writing can be frustrating at times, but the best writers have been successful only because of their perseverance. Whenever I feel like giving up, I remind myself to “just keep writing”.
To all my fellow writers who are going through the same, I wish you the best in the forthcoming year and whatever you do, just don’t stop writing. The efforts would pay off in the end, someday.