I Am a Writer

I am a writer. No wait…I AM A WRITER! What does this mean? Does it mean I write for a living, that I’m a published author, a reporter…what? I am none of those things today. Does it mean I write because I want to, I love to, I can’t help it? Quite possibly.

For the next 15 days I am taking the Great Writer Challenge at Today, I face the challenge of declaring that I am a writer. This is no simple declaration. Who am I? My goodness, I haven’t even updated this blog in forever! Does that disqualify me from being a writer? Perhaps, if I allow it to.

In my mix of thoughts and emotions as I write this, fear and pride are my biggest walls to hurdle. Fear of criticism, ridicule, rejection and failure. Fear that I’m not good enough, that I am not what I declare. Fear that I am! Prideful in that I want to hide my inner self from the world, not allow others to see and assess or judge who I am. To hold on to some amount of dignity.

Despite it all, today I step forward in faith…as weak as it may be…I AM A WRITER.

What do you need to declare today?