When I was growing up, I stayed on the outside edges of society. I was labeled a LOSER and it was a name I bore all through my school years. Kind of a harsh road to travel and at times, I wondered what it would be like not to be considered a cast off?
But, as I grew older, I began to wonder if those things which made me unique...which set me apart of those around me...were actually gifts to set me on a path few were willing to travel? If all the dreams and visions swirling in my head, just begging to come out, weren't the bits of magic I might share with others?
And when I returned to my writer roots in 2011, I began to see the label LOSER in a whole new way. I discovered a caring community of fellow writers, editors, agents, and publishers waiting to welcome me. They travel this path to publication with me and lift me up when I feel weak. But just as importantly, I found a world of readers waiting for the stories I was eager to share with them. They let me know when I have done something right, and they also let me know when I need to start over. Now, being a LOSER stands for something more to me...
And THAT is good enough for me. How about you?