For the last six years of my life, I have attempted to make a living as a writer. I have written multiple scripts, short stories, books (okay, just one book), as well as many stupid small things, such as this blog. Over these six years I must have written close to 300,000 words. After writing each and every one of these words, I’ve realized one thing: I haven’t earned a single penny from any of my writing. Why the fuck do I continue to do this?
On top of 300,000 words equaling zero dollars in my pocket, I have realized something else. If I go back to all of the writing I have done throughout high school and college, I have to be up near a half-million words. And even though high school was free, college wasn’t. Which means that when all is said and done, I have actually paid to write.
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