It’s good to have support from family and friends, but even so I do sometimes feel like I’m not a real writer because I’m not published yet (okay, so I have self-published my novelette, but I’ve still got seven full length novels sitting on my desktop that no-one knows about).
You’re watching your friend closely as surprise flirts across their features, the expression sinking into their eyes and the lines around their mouth.
‘You’re writing a book? Far out, I had no idea you were even a writer!’
You smile tentatively back, feeling naked under their blazing gaze. ‘Well you see… I’ve always been a writer, I’ve just never told anyone before. I mean, some of myvery closefamily know, but even they don’t know how serious I am about it all.’
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