The light at the end of the tunnel

Most people know the phrase ‘you can be alone in a crowded room’ well it feels that way as a writer. I sit at my keyboard writing what I think is my best or one of my best works. I let family and sometimes friends read my masterpiece and the praise loaded my way by the shovel load made me feel on top of the world.

It was not until I step out into the limelight with my masterpiece tucked under my arm ready to stun the world with my genius that I was suddenly given a wakeup call. It’s like no other I have ever experienced my hard work and dreams lay in shredded bits upon the floor. My command of the English language and literature would not even have placed me at the bottom of the bottom pile for GCSE’s.

Not to be ruined and never again to put pen to paper I sought out a writing course, from there a group of likeminded people was formed. As far as I am concerned it is with the strength of my fellow scribblers that I have learnt that not every criticism is meant to crush me. I have taken on board all comments, tips and critiquing that my own writing has come on in leaps and bounds.

I have discovered that sharing my scribbling’s with friends of the same mind yet different styles and genres. Has in fact shown me that light at the end of the tunnel, I have so far to go before I can emerge into the light once again; but I now know it’s there and it waits for me.

Until the next time……………….. Repus Vas