With writing, you really don’t have to re-invent the wheel as much as craft a work that sounds like you. Not me. Not Oprah or Homer or James Joyce. However, many writers are afraid to put out their material because “it’s all been said before”. Yah, probably — but we still want to hear about it, especially if it is love and the triumph against all kinds of odds. Trauma never gets old, baby — and if you can make ’em laugh, cry and think, then you just might have something good.
Sometimes your work is waiting in an old journal or an idea tumbling around your brain. It might be numerous posts, podcasts or short stories that can be crafted into a book. Often it is in what we hold closest to our chests; in the case of “Home“, it was my identity as an adopted child. The book was right in front of me but I had to be ready to share it. I made a few attempts in years past but the story would peter out. That doesn’t mean you should chuck your words — they just may need to percolate, just like “Home”.
So often the fear of writing is based in “Who’s gonna care to read this?” There will always be an audience for your words. It may be 100 or a million. I have a feeling that when you get to the end of your life, it won’t be the number of people who read your book(s) or the press received. It will be the satisfaction in knowing that it was written.