I have had something of an awakening regarding my pursuit of publication. The Dysfunctional Diva, a member of my writer's group, made a comment regarding the fact that she was a writer, rather than a hobbyist. She said that if you do not write every day—if you do not work to be published on a consistent basis—then writing is your hobby. After some consideration, I found this to be true, particularly after reading a nice post by YA author Natalie Whipple. So after reflecting on my frequency of writing and my goals for future publication, I realize now that writing is my hobby—and I'm fine with that. I don't believe I have the temperament to ever be a full-time writer. I need a regular job. I need a boss and deadlines and dirty looks from colleagues if I talk too loud or too long on the phone when I should be working.
I like editing. Editing is my job and, in some ways, my passion. Writing is my hobby, my outlet, something I enjoy very much. But when I don't feel like writing, I don't. Listening to Stephen King's On Writing filled me with shame in certain spots, but I see now that it shouldn't. I have a full time job that I love (I will keep you updated on whether that statement remains true when I start my new gig in Vegas), and I also have a hobby I love. If, one day, I make money from my hobby, I will be delighted, no—ecstatic—and very proud. I will consider it an accomplishment of the highest order. But if not... if it just remains a well-written trilogy on my hard drive... I think I would be okay with that. Because I love writing it. I love thinking about it. And I am completely comfortable with being a hobbyist.