I think there’s more than one reason the majority of writers refer to themselves as ‘starving artists.’ It isn’t only about money. I mean, granted we spend hours and hours, and then even more drawn-out tedious hours tapping away on the keys of a board, and for what? To turn around and spend even more countless hours advertising our own crap? Sounds a little insane, right? So why do we do it? Some make millions $$, some make a measly double digit number $$ and then quit. But why? Why do we insist on being starving artists? Why take the time? What drives our little bibliophile brains to push the boundaries of literacy?
Most people think they know why, but for the most part they’re wrong.
So let me just set the record straight!
The reason we writers do what we do, is because we’re all just a little off.
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