DIARY OF AN UNPUBLISHED AUTHOR

Once apon a time, I sent off 3 chapters of my first novel to a large publishing house AND promptly received a most stinking reply. So my journey began... my quest to become a published writer... So read this journey via my Blog, but note; the diary spelling's dodgy, grammar rather suspect and I often jump from present tense to past tense. Disgraceful behaviour for a wannabee writer? Probably. But isnt it great not to obsess about such things JUST ONCE...?

Sunday, May 13

I'm a writer...?

I was out over the weekend with mates. One in particular has taken it upon himself to announce to his collegues/friends "Elle's a writer.." evertime I launch into a spiel about my role as a counsellor...
The amount of times I've said the same thing; "The book's about grief... losing someone..."
Hey, I'm not complaining. I'm really gratefull to be in this position.

Anyhows, for the first time this Friday, I said to a new aquaintence; "I'm a writer..."
And it felt so lovely.
And right.