4 Books In, Still Not a Writer
Why not fitting the label might be the clearest thing about writing.
I’ve written four books, published three. And I still don’t feel like a writer.
I don’t obsess over grammar. I’ve never written a poem in my life. I don’t collect notebooks or quote famous authors. The word author itself feels completely off.
All my books? Self-published. No publisher. No gatekeeper. No literary crown.
Still, people see me as a writer. You might know the feeling.
You write. You share. Maybe you’re working on a book. Maybe you’ve finished one. And still, something in you says:
Not really. Not yet. Not me.
You’re not consistent enough. Not trained enough. Not worthy of the label.
But what if that’s not insecurity or modesty? What if that’s PURE clarity?
What if you’re not a writer, and that’s EXACTLY what sets you (and your books) free?
No need to maintain any role. No pressure to live up to a title you never chose. Writing happens through you. Or it doesn’t. That’s enough.
Four books. Still not a writer nor author. And honestly, thank god.
