“And IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’m the only one!”
And Tigger bounds off to bowl someone else over with his sheer optimism. Even his optimism about being the only one of his kind.
But if you’ve watched enough of the Winnie the Pooh movies (which, unfortunately, I have—five younger siblings), you know that even Tigger gets tired of being the only one.
Let’s face it. Writing is not called the lonely craft without reason.
One of two things happen. Let’s take a look, shall we?
One: I’m the only one.
How do you know if you are the only one?
Two: I WISH I were the only one.
How can you tell if you WISH you were the only one?
I am in neither of these situations. I have great people who, writers or not, give me the support I need. I hope you do, too. But if you don’t—whether you’re lonely or just tired of people—here’s the bottom line.
You are the only one. There is no other writer in the whole universe who will come up with your story and tell it the way you will. And the same is true of every other writer on the planet. You have a message that no one else can write. Not just any message, but a message God gave you—a message He understands completely. So don’t worry—no one is going to take over your book, because they can’t. And don’t worry—Somebody gets you.
So go ahead and just be you.
Now that we’ve got that covered . . . I have a list to make of people I’d like to bowl over. After all, everybody likes Tigger, and he does it all the time. I think I’ll start with the person who put a typo on that sign . . . :)
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