Write Your Own Story

write your own story
write your own story

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Being a writer can be challenging.

Yeah. You know. The whole, coming up with something to write thing.

And finding the best  nicest goodest perfect word.

Dealing with near constant rejection.

Learning how to manage the emotions surrounding said constant rejection.

Realizing that writers are a bit more sensitive than the average person and that said constant rejection damages deeply.

Getting to the point where said rejection feels like a numb stab in the heart.



Back on track here.

But, seriously. The rejection is tough. And we just keep setting ourselves up for it. Every time we hit “send” on an email with a manuscript attached…man alive.


Focus, Susie.

Honestly, I’ve been rejected. Several times. Did you know that a few years ago someone rejected me with the words, “You are not a writer. Find something else to do”?

True story.

It hurt. I threw up. Felt like a fool.

Then I determined to use those words to push me forward. A year and a half later, my first play was published. And now, I have a novel releasing in January, 2013 (Paint Chips…it’s going to be great. Shameless plug…you’re going to get used to it).

Anyway. Rejection, for the determined writer, is like giving a latte to a four year old. It gets us hopping and restless and ready to get to work.

You know what will kill the writer’s soul? And I don’t mean that it will weaken it or distract it. No. I mean KILL it. Snuff the life out. Strangle out the beauty and the art and creativity.

The one thing that will destroy the writer is….


“I write better than he does.”

“She’s so much better than I am.”

“I’ll never have that success.”

“I can’t believe that he got that agent. I should have that agent.”

“How is this junk getting sold at Barnes and Noble? Who reads this crap?”

Comparison starts in the toes and works its way up to the neck. That’s where it gets tight, wrapping itself around us so many times that we can’t get any breath. We just suffocate.

We get paralyzed when it’s time to write because we’re focusing so much on everybody else.

Our conversations turn bitter. All we can think to talk about is how other people get what we should have. Or how we’ll never be as good/sell as many books/score the big publisher like that other writer.

We allow fear to enter into our art. And the fear makes us desperate. Undisciplined.

The cycle of comparison continues as some writer out in Facebook land finishes her 76th novel only to start the next day on number 77.

We Can’t Live This Way.

I know I can’t.

Comparison is a sour drink.




When we choose to be ourselves, we can accomplish so much more.

We train our eyes to our own fingers moving across our own keyboard. We watch our letters appear across our screen. Sentences that belong to us. Paragraphs that reflect our soul, heart, passion. Pages and pages of us.

Not Miss 77th novel.

Not Mr. Has the agent we wanted.

Not Mrs. Not that great a writer, but keeps getting book deals.

Because they have different lives. Different families and homes and jobs and responsibilities. They are not us. We are not them.

I am what I am.

You be you.

Live the life that God has given you. Not the life He gave to someone else. Or the life you THINK He gave them.

Write your own story.

Tell me…what are of your life do you often let get tangled in the comparison game? Do you have any funny stories that go along with it? How did you overcome this issue? Or how are you working toward overcoming it?

6 Comments on “Write Your Own Story

  1. So true. Comparisons do no one any favors. Even though we realize that writing is not a competition, sometimes there is just a bit of a spirit of “I must prove myself worthy” going on. And since the vast majority can ever hope to measure up, not when there are J.K. Rowlings and Stephen Kings (et al) in the world, we have to put our blinders on and continue plugging away at our craft, knowing in the end that we may never have any other satisfaction than the fact that we were able to cover our entire house with a wallpaper of rejection slips.

    Well, that’s something.


  2. Hello Susie,

    Found you in a roundabout way via Megan Sayer … I stumbled upon her when she liked a post then followed me later and then I followed her (you know the drill I’m sure …:) ) …she’s is a great woman with a great introspective voice.. (like yourself I might add)

    My point is that through starting my blog and following other peoples plight and struggles in their own blogs I have found inspiration from others and not the competition that I used to feel when I used to right in the dark you might say.

    Rejection still stings by publishers…but I find I’m not the only one in this boat of rejection and that in itself helps me forge ahead with a fire in my belly to prove “those” others wrong and be like you one day and say hey look what I did and you can do it to, if you stick with it and learn and grow in your craft and perhaps find lady luck to help you a bit in that one instant of time when you need it most.

    So thanks much…:)

    It has helped me get past that point of fear I felt at being “good enough” .


    • Well, it’s nice to make your acquaintance, Philip! I’m looking forward to looking through your blog a bit.

      Yes! Exactly that! We need to band together as writers, don’t we? We truly need each other. Not as competition, but as comrades. To inspire one another and encourage. Yes. This is what the writing community needs to become.

      Thank you for your addition to the conversation. And best wishes for your writing career!


  3. Yeah… comparisons… WAY too easy of a sticky web to get tangled in as the spider comes to wrap us up and suck out our soul…

    One of the tactics that I feel God challenged me to try is to be happy for others.

    Wow! She has pretty hair, gorgeous ankles, a flat tummy (definitely never was pregnant!), a beautiful singing voice, tons of time, etc. Good for her!

    Thank You, Lord, for blessing her (it’s usually always another girl).

    It helps me realize my own blessings and makes me grateful for His gifts to me. And it helps me like that other person more :).


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