The great Alex J Cavanaugh once had a dream. To give all the writers of the world who suffered from one neurosis or another an opportunity to vent to the world all their frustrations or fears into the world without the worry of judgement.
And the Insecure Writers Support Group was born.
My big take for this month: I’m not so bad.
I’m turning 40 this month. The big Four-Oh. And as such, I think it’s given me an excuse to examine my life. Not just writing, but everything. My wife, trying to be supportive, had a conversation with me the other day on the topic. It went something like this:
Her: “I think you should be a scientist.”
Me: “Me too, but I’m not qualified.”
Her: “You’re as smart as any of them, you should be one anyway.”
Me: “You think I’m smart?”
Her: “Well, don’t get carried away. They don’t know what they’re doing anyway. Did you know they say the Brontosaurus isn’t real anymore? And don’t get me started about dark matter?”
Me: “This part sounds familiar. Where have I heard this before?”
Her: Shrugs. “I’m just saying. You can make up crazy stuff just as easily as they can.”
Me: “Are you encouraging me, or not?
Her: “Look, there are all sorts of labs around here. Go… be a scientist.”
And with that, she was done. That may not have been a true transcription, as it took place last weekend and I’m retelling it now - the details may have gotten fuzzy. I thought we should’ve spent more time talking about the qualifications necessary before applying for a position. As I’m pretty sure people showing up off the street and demanding to be named ‘scientist’ and given a job don’t have a high success rate. But then again, maybe that’ll work.
But her larger point, which I’ll summarize instead of giving it away through dialogue, is that I may have missed my calling in life. And she’s telling me I can still pursue my dreams.
I told her I like to write, but she meant dreams that make me money. Not dreams that eat up my nights and weekends and don’t bring in any income.
Sigh. Did I have a point? This had something to do with the IWSG for August. I meant to be encouraging. Especially after last month when I said I was going to stop complaining all the time.
Regardless, thanks Alex. It't been a good year.