Today’s entry was born from a conversation I had with my writer friend last night. She told me that her family didn’t support her and considered she “sucked” because she still hadn’t landed an agent and secured a deal with a publisher. I was heartbroken and angry for her, hence this blog post.
WHY is a question I ask myself a lot in my writer’s life. Why create yet another blog when the web is bursting with those? Why write another novel when bookstores don’t know what to do with the ones they already have (and, hey, people don’t read anymore, right)?