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I read a post (see here) last night that sent me into a fit and not because it was a bad post. I decided to sleep on my feelings because I was tired and I tend to be irrational when I’m tired. Please see said post, which is excellent, because anything you read from me won’t be nearly as good as I didn’t sleep well last night. The thought won’t leave me alone though so I hope you can wade through this and get my point.

Usually when someone says they have a particular profession, people want to see a product of it.  I’m a nurse, I can produce my nursing license as evidence of my profession and show you where I’m employed at.  I’m also a professor and can bring you to my classroom (though I doubt you’d actually want to stay) and introduce you to my students. Those things are my identifiers and feel like they are a part of who I am.So, because I write, that should make me a writer . . . Right?

Why is it that my being a nurse and my being a professor aren’t questioned, but my being a writer is?  Why do I need to prove something before I can lay claim to that title. That’s what I was frustrated about.  All three require work, but the last makes people raise their eyebrows questioningly.  Stop that thing you’re doing with the eyebrow, it’s unsettling.

My history of writing can be summed up in a few short sentences.  I’ve been a journaler since middle school with countless finished journals in my old room at my mom’s house.  I’ve attempted stories in high school and in the last two years have started writing for my personal enjoyment. It started as short stories and lousy attempts at flashes, then progressed to longer novellas and novel length pieces. It was fun and allowed me to be creative. I’ve blogged for a long time so naturally I wanted to share my stories with others.  I enjoy it and I want you to enjoy it as well.

It wasn’t until recently that I’d gotten serious about the concept of my being a writer as part of my identity. Before it was something I did because I liked it and now it is something more. I don’t just write, I am a writer.

To help me in laying claim to that title, one of my New Years resolutions -well, the only one really- is to publish a book this year or to work toward that goal at least. Does that mean because I haven’t done so I’m not a writer? I call shenanigans. Shenanigans! Shenanigans!

I read another great post that talked about how sharing our writing is what makes us writers (I’m pretty sure in my state of insomnia I managed to interpret that correctly).

We, as writers, have the capacity to touch others and change their lives through what’s been floating around in our brains.  I don’t think we have to be writing nonfiction or how-tos to do that.  I think fiction also has the ability to reach down into someone’s heart and change them.  The theme of a well written book can be life-changing.  If I’m posting something on my blog and it’s helpful then I say I’m still a writer.

My goal is to get published and sharing that future book with the world is important. They say the world needs our words and thoughts.  As a writer, I’m working to give those to them. Here ya go, World, and you’re welcome. :D

I think being a writer also comes when you believe it’s true of yourself.  When you stop looking at the words you put on the page as a hobby and start looking at them as a way to reach out.

So, I’m a daughter, a nurse, a professor, and a writer. No buts or questions.

(Man, I hope this made sense.  My eyelids are heavy and it’s almost time to actually get up.  It’s going to be a couple of cups of tea kinda day.)

Writers gotta write — after a good night’s sleep, of course.