I’m Not Going To Write Anymore…
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee… 2013
This morning I got up still thinking about something that has bothered me since I published my book, Camie’s Angel… last week.
I haven’t felt happy about making several mistakes on a name in my book… it took the whole week to get it right… and wait until it was changed in my book. I kept resubmitting it… getting it back… sending it back for review over, and over… until I got the ‘Congratulations’ email.
I was unhappy because no matter what I did… I got it wrong… and kept on to correct it. Have you ever made such a dumb mistake?
Have you ever felt so bad about something… and the less said about it… the more hurtful it became? I’m at this stage now.
I have the option at anytime to take my books out of print… I have been considering it. I wonder if any other writer/author has come down to this level… feeling bad enough to do that… bad enough to… stop writing? To say ‘to hell with it’.
I wasn’t trying to get rich, writing. My books have made very little money…
I did have the satisfaction of becoming a published author… I did have the satisfaction of getting copyrights from the Library of Congress in Washington, DC… on my three books (I’ll be receiving my third copyright in the next several months)… I was very happy to have accomplished that.
I have experienced unhappy feelings since last week on Camie’s Angel… when I should have been very happy.
I feel I did well on my short story of Camie’s rescue. I look forward to holding in my hands a printed copy of it.
I’ve found such pleasure in writing… I wrote my grief when I grieved over my son, Tommy. Now, I am feeling sadness from my writing. I wonder how normal that is?
I’ve noticed people acting different since they’ve learned that they’ve known me all this time… but, they never knew I also, write… now, they act different toward me.
I don’t tell people ‘everything’ about me. I am private… I don’t feel the need to ‘glorify myself’… never. I go on to forget a lot of the time… about the good things about me.
Anyway… to make a ‘long story’ short… for the time-being… I’m not going to write anymore.