But what about something you experience over and over again? Something that’s power accrues over years and sticks with you for a lifetime? Something like writing? If love of writing is a state-of-being, can you remember when the clouds parted and you “became” a writer?
Was it the very first time you sat down to transcribe a story that’d been forming in your mind? Or was it only after years of writing when something finally clicked into place, and you felt the door open?
Was it when a teacher or a critic or a lover told you what you’d created was worth something? Or was it when the world seemed to be telling you that your writing wasn’t worth a damn– and you stuck to your guns in spite of it all?
When it comes to “being” an “artist,” everyone defines those words differently. I’d love to hear how you define them for yourself, why you need to write, and how you got here. Please feel free to comment in the section below.