This is a guest post written by Chiara at Books For A Delicate Eternity. Chiara is a book lover, book hoarder, book blogger, book reviewer, and book coveter (she loves making up words, too). You can find all her book loving, hoarding, blogging, reviewing, and coveting at her blog, Books For A Delicate Eternity.
I have no idea if I am the only one with conflicting emotions towards authors. But I do. Have conflicting emotions, that is.
On the one hand, I adore every author that has written a book that I have enjoyed. I would love to personally thank each and every one of them for putting in the time and effort to create the world in their books, and to make it possible for me to read them.
And then there is the envy, where I become the infamous green eyed monster. I have been writing since I have been able to retain memories, and it is one of my all time dreams to become a published author one day. And this is where the envy comes in. These authors (that I sincerely love, trust me), have gotten their stuff together, sat down, wrote a book, sent it out to publishers, got it published, watched the beauty of their own words being formed into real life novels, and they have somehow reached my hands.
And I am just so envious!
Caption: Yep, okay, I guess I look like Mike when I’m envious.
I want to finally finish a book, and have it accepted, and have it printed, and have it make its way to some far off country (I’m making it sounds like I live in freaking Scandinavia, or something. I live in Australia), where a young girl (or boy, but I doubt any boys would become obsessed with the kind of stories I write, but hey, you never know) can read it, and fall in love with the characters, and places that I have created with my imagination and my words. I would love it!
But then I hear about how hard it is to get published, and how many novels there are that nobody really reads, and that aren’t properly appreciated. And I get discouraged. Oh, and there’s also the fact that I can never seem to finish any of the novels I start, but that can be a post for another day.
So, on the one hand, I read these novels, and I love them. I praise the author for writing them, and I add them to my ‘favourites’, or ‘love dearly’ shelves on goodreads. And, on the other hand, I am internally glaring at these authors that seem so much more talented than I am, and who have had the chance to publish their novel. It’s a very confronting, and confusing situation.
I do not know if I am the only one who has conflicting feelings and emotions towards their favourite authors, but I, for one, do.
And do not even get me started on those lucky authors that get a MOVIE made based on their books. Do not even let me go there.
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