"We live in the shadowlands, sun is always shining somewhere else....
around a bend in the road.... over the brow of a hill.."
That's a CS Lewis quote. Doesn't it sum up the human condition ever so perfectly? We spend our lives searching for something.
For x amount of years (over ten) I tried to be a writer - a published one at that. Last year I fulfilled my dream. Am I happier now that I can call myself Mr Author? Not really. Yes its brilliant to see my book on Amazon and write blogs about writing and humour. But I still haven't got much money and my book doesn't get reviewed in the national newspapers.
Then again. Is that why we write?
Are you a writer?
Why do you write?
I would love to know!