There have been times when I wanted to give up on writing. In a serious way. When I had medical issues more than 10 years ago I almost died. So it’s actually no surprise that a part of me actually did.
That is to say, my creativity isn’t what it used to be. I used to have the ability to write stories that worked. It’s not like that anymore.
Where I once had ideas aplenty, my brain seems to have dried up. It’s a virtual desert. And while my writing ability is practically non-existent, I now have artistic creativity.
Writing and selling a successful manuscript would have been a dream come true. But since that dream isn’t coming to fruition – not that I can see, at least – I’m trying to sell book covers.
That’s turning out to be fairly expensive, but I’m not giving up. I’ve been helped out so much by several Facebook friends who are also cover artists: Names? They’ve been wonderful teachers who showed me many things without wanting a thing in return.
I plan to do what I can to assist them, however. All the help they’ve offered me deserves something in return. So I am giving them as much praise as I’m able. Wherever and whenever.