Aria of the Nightingale

Being a Writer vs. Being an Author (FOR ME) ______________________________________________________________________ For as long as I can remember, I've always been a writer - it's been one of the few things in my life that not only kept me emotionally grounded, but provided me with a legitimate sense of peace and purpose. It just made sense to me in a world that generally didn't. Putting words on paper came unbelievably easy, and not surprisingly it was even easier to get lost in those words. Apart from writing, reading was another easy and necessary escape (I was a bibliophile before even knowing what a bibliophile was), and it became clear to me as I got older that literature was a staple of the girl I was, and ultimately a driving force for the woman I wanted to be. The Arts have always been my passion: from music to art, to literature, and naturally theater, I was a child born into a world that existed solely on and for creativity. Combine that with my growing passion fo

 Hello & For quite some time now I've contemplated the thought of starting a blog that focuses on the trials, triumphs, and general shenanigans surrounding my personal experience in balancing life with being (or attempting to be) an author (self-published, in this case). I've endured quite a bit throughout my life, but found that pursuing one of my dreams of becoming an author brought its own sense of accomplishment, but also weariness, that I wasn't entirely expecting to confront. I believe a lot of times when aspiring writers contemplate becoming a "published authors", there's a certain level fantasy that ends up blinding us to the reality of the hardships that we face down the road of this dream (most of which are self-inflicted/experienced). There are literally moments where despite our skills - or confidence in them - we will find ourselves doubting our abilities and whether or not they are actually good enough to garner attention and recognition.  Th