There is a fine line between ambition and delusion. the question is, at what point do you realize that your dreams are not feasible. how long do you push towards your ambition before you realize that you are chasing the wind, a figment of obscurity.
for me, this dream of being a writer has always resided in my heart. the idea that you can create an entire universe simply by thought intrigued me and i knew that prose fiction is what i was born to do.
but as i grew and still grow, i come to weigh the possibility and the work-ability of that dream. are you a writer where no reader exists? i guess yes but the thrill of prose fiction is forming fantastic words where readers can stroll through and marvel. one of the setbacks to my ambition (a fact that makes me to debate it’s feasibility) is the terrible reading culture today. the disappointment of checking my stats everyday and realizing that 0 people viewed it. but i know that patience is a key to getting there. Rome was not built in a day and it takes time for an audience to develop.
Another set back is inexperience. though i am studying English Lit in Uni, i have little knowledge of creative writing. there is a high level of creative and a low quality of writing. and despite the internet, in my immediate environment, there is little or no interest in the field, talk more of educating about the field.
the fact that they are few problems though does not make it any less workable. i have to pair enough belief along with hard work and i will definitely make it.i may label it as delusion to fight so much for it but the fact is that if i keep on keeping on, i’ll win the race.