Sometimes I think I’m an amazing writer, but I’m also a terrible one at the same time.
Some people love my stories no matter what. I can move them without meaning to. My words take them to whole new worlds. I bring out another side that doesn’t happen often.
But – with those same words – I am trash among even average writers. I can’t even keep the readers’ attention for more than a sentence. They tell me I don’t know how to write.
Those same words – that same part of me – can raise me up or destroy me. It’s not up to me, but rather it’s up to what the readers think of me.
So, I can be an amazing writer and a terrible one at the same time. And there’s not too much I can do about that.
What do you think?