Writing is always a struggle for me and I guess for everyone to some extent. I started writing back in my mid-40’s during a very dark time in my life. It seemed to enhance my life in general. I was working to help support the family then started having health problems so I never attempted to get anything published.
Buy boy, some twenty years later, has the publishing world seemed to change. I had to retire because of cancer so I picked the writing back up recently. Now there are several large publishing companies that have seemed to swallow up all the smaller ones that used to be around, and you cannot get your foot in the door without an agent. It used to be there were more smaller companies that would look at your work without an agent.
Today agents seem to only want people who are already known, successful writers or a big celebrity of some type(entertainer, athlete or speaker). Plus, the real art form that it used to be for people like William Faulkner, Virginia Wolf or Scott Fitzgerald seems to have dwindled down. Money seems to be the motivation behind all of it. I realize it is a business, and businesses have to make money to stay in business, but it seems different. There are still some people out there trying to stay creative and artistic with it. Today self and indie publishing are around for us who are small unknowns in the writing world.
Oh, well that’s my complaining for today. I still love to write, and this blog has been fun. May God bless your day and week!!