J.R. Johnson

I just posted this to a writer’s group and then thought, what the heck, maybe other people would appreciate this too. And here we are.

I saw a writer on Twitter feeling not great about his work, of the “everything’s terrible, no one wants this stupid book, what’s the point, why am I even bothering?” variety. Been there, of course, who hasn’t, and I had some thoughts. Sharing in case someone else needs to hear it too:

Think of the last book you read that brought you joy, or showed you that there is light at the end of darkness.

Your book is you, repaying the favor.

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