I’m a writer. Published? No. Will I ever be published? It’s possible. Regardless of whether or not I ever experience that happy fortune, writing is an integral part of who I am, and I am compelled to put thoughts to paper. Short stories, novels, letters to friends, poetry, journal entries, it honestly makes no difference to me the medium I use to express myself. As long as I’ve written something at the end of the day, I’m content.
At the moment, however, I am not content.