The Juggling Writer

  • About
  • E-Books
  • Newsletter
  • Best Of
  • Contact
  • Credits
  • Evernote for Writers
my banner
You are here: Home / Inspiration / You’re Not the Only One

You’re Not the Only One

October 13, 2012 by Christopher Gronlund 4 Comments

This might be my favorite thing I’ve read in a couple weeks, an essay by Emily St. John Mandel about the work that goes into writing, and how — in its own way — that work is reward enough for all those hours spent in solitude.

It’s not just the glimpse into the life of a working writer with a day job, like this line:

“By five thirty a.m. I was on a flight to the next city. This was the Midwestern tour: five cities in five days, condensed in such a manner so that I’d only have to take three days off from my day job.”

It’s also about the love of the work, as described here:

This is why I travel so hard, why I work seven days a week, why I write in the subway, why I usually close myself in my office on weekends instead of seeing my friends.

Most of us who write can relate — at least to the effort that goes into writing when one also has a day job. I’ve been very busy with my day job the past month or so. Now that a big project is done, I’m taking this weekend to catch up on all the email and other writing-related things that have fallen to the side. I am skipping a conference I was looking forward to because this is the first weekend in a month that I have totally to myself. I’ll probably see no friends this weekend.

Still, through the busy time, recently, I made time to write.

Because writing matters to me.

The Work

Given the choice between writing as well as I can and promoting that writing, I’d rather write. And I do like promotion.

In recent years, I’ve gone back to caring more about the work of writing than the work of promoting; in part, because — if you’ve followed this blog — you know I’ve grown a bit tired of social media overload. So it’s no surprise that I liked this line from Emily’s essay:

“I know a lot of writers, which means there are days when my social media feeds are clogged with relentless self-promotion. Everyone’s written a book, and everyone wants you to buy it.

This is a delicate point, because we do need to sell our books. Selling books is how we make our living, or at least part of our living. But there are days when I wish we could all just take a deep breath in the midst of all the hustle and remember what matters, because my personal opinion is that what matters the most is the work, not the sales numbers.”

If given the choice of making piles of money writing what I don’t necessarily want to write and writing what I want in relative obscurity, I’ll take obscurity.

I know it doesn’t have to be an either/or thing — that there are so many options from which to choose. But to make the point that I put being the best writer I can be above making a living writing fiction, I take striving for my best. (Obviously, I hope there’s a day when “my best” is recognized enough that I can at least make a bit more than I currently make writing fiction. If that never happens, though, I’m content just writing.

Above all, what matters is good writing. Before promotion, before anything; the writing we do should be the best we can make it — even if we’re just writing for the money.

The Place Where the Writers Work

My favorite part of this essay are the last three paragraphs (specifically, the last five sentences). Emily discusses a Facebook update Cheryl Strayed recently wrote. (Cheryl Strayed has recently been dubbed an overnight success for her memoir, Wild, even though her success wasn’t such a quick thing.) The last two lines of that Facebook update:

“There is a strong and vibrant literary culture that exists and thrives in this nation and it does not exist in a place called nowhere, whether you know about it or not. It’s the place where the writers work.”

In regards to Strayed’s Facebook update, Emily St. John Mandel says this:

“I liked this Facebook status a great deal. I love writing, and love working in solitude for long hours. But it brightens my working days and evenings further sometimes to think of all the other writers in our separate rooms, all of us trying to create something lasting in the place where the writers work.”

We Are Not Alone In This

That place where the writers work — I like that thought as much as Emily St. John Mandel liked Strayed’s Facebook update.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and get out of bed to write. The apartment is quiet; it’s one of my favorite times because it’s just the story and me. But…that’s not entirely true…

If it’s a weekend and I’m up at 3 in the morning writing for a couple hours, chances are Paul Lamb is up, too. Shawn Kupfer and CM Stewart might be up, too. Lisa Eckstein might be staying up late on the west coast to write. Writers in other countries are up and doing their thing in solitude; only that’s not entirely true.

While it’s physically just the work and me at 3 a.m., I’m never alone. I find that comforting, knowing that all across the planet, people are working on something most don’t have to do, but do because they enjoy it or because they hope it becomes what they one day do to pay the bills. It’s like being a member of a secret society, all of us alone where we work, but not really alone.

At any given moment — as I write these very words — all over the world, other writers are doing the same thing: working in solitude in an attempt to be the best they can be.

Knowing that, even on those days I may not feel like writing, it makes putting in the time to write well a little bit easier.

Filed Under: Inspiration, Miscellaneous

Comments

  1. Shawn says

    October 16, 2012 at 3:01 pm

    Yes. I’m usually up. And possibly cursing. 😉

  2. Laura says

    October 17, 2012 at 2:58 pm

    I love this post. The thought of writers writing all over the world reminds me of a picture book my parents used to read to me at bedtime called “Somewhere in the World Right Now.” I like the idea that all writers are equal. We all have similar ambitions and even though we have to go at it alone, there are always people out there who understand why we do what we do. Thanks again for posting, and for reminding me of my childhood! 🙂

  3. Christopher Gronlund says

    October 23, 2012 at 7:32 am

    Laura: I’m glad you liked the entry. The “Somewhere in the World Right Now” concept is great. It never really hit me until I was a teenager and focused all my energy into juggling. Discovering there were so many other jugglers out there made it a bit easier to put the time in after school instead of watching TV. It was before the Internet, so there was a bigger feeling of being disconnected from the culture, but through magazines and newsletters (and juggling clubs), I came to realize the world was full of jugglers.

    When I started writing, I carried that feeling over to what I was doing. I knew I wasn’t alone in this thing I’d finally started to take serious, and knowing others were out there writing made it a little less scary. I haven’t seen that feeling put so well into words until reading Emily St. John Mandel’s essay. It’s definitely one of the best things I’ve read this month.

Trackbacks

  1. Five Writing Lessons Learned from Podcast Movement says:
    August 22, 2014 at 7:48 am

    […] in the morning when it feels like I’m the only one on the planet, I know I’m never alone…because I have friends who get what I’m […]

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Subscribe to the E-mail Feed

Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner

Sign Up for the Newsletter

E-Books for Sale

The Hell Comes With Wood Paneled Doors Podcast

Follow Me On

Recent Posts

  • Fifteen Years
  • A Silent Year
  • Fourteen Years
  • The Annual September Silence
  • Process Series

Recent Comments

  • Christopher Gronlund on Fourteen Years
  • Christopher Gronlund on Fourteen Years
  • A Silent Year on The Annual September Silence
  • Paul Lamb on Fourteen Years
  • Lisa Eckstein on Fourteen Years

Archives

  • September 2024
  • September 2023
  • August 2023
  • February 2023
  • January 2023
  • December 2022
  • October 2022
  • September 2022
  • August 2022
  • November 2021
  • September 2021
  • August 2021
  • June 2021
  • May 2021
  • April 2021
  • March 2021
  • January 2021
  • December 2020
  • October 2020
  • September 2020
  • August 2020
  • July 2020
  • June 2020
  • February 2020
  • January 2020
  • December 2019
  • October 2019
  • September 2019
  • August 2019
  • July 2019
  • June 2019
  • May 2019
  • April 2019
  • March 2019
  • February 2019
  • January 2019
  • December 2018
  • November 2018
  • October 2018
  • September 2018
  • August 2018
  • July 2018
  • June 2018
  • May 2018
  • April 2018
  • March 2018
  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • December 2017
  • November 2017
  • October 2017
  • September 2017
  • July 2017
  • June 2017
  • May 2017
  • April 2017
  • March 2017
  • February 2017
  • January 2017
  • December 2016
  • November 2016
  • October 2016
  • September 2016
  • August 2016
  • July 2016
  • June 2016
  • April 2016
  • March 2016
  • February 2016
  • January 2016
  • December 2015
  • November 2015
  • October 2015
  • September 2015
  • August 2015
  • July 2015
  • June 2015
  • May 2015
  • April 2015
  • March 2015
  • February 2015
  • January 2015
  • December 2014
  • November 2014
  • October 2014
  • September 2014
  • August 2014
  • July 2014
  • June 2014
  • May 2014
  • April 2014
  • March 2014
  • February 2014
  • December 2013
  • November 2013
  • October 2013
  • September 2013
  • August 2013
  • July 2013
  • June 2013
  • May 2013
  • April 2013
  • March 2013
  • February 2013
  • January 2013
  • December 2012
  • November 2012
  • October 2012
  • September 2012
  • August 2012
  • July 2012
  • June 2012
  • May 2012
  • April 2012
  • March 2012
  • February 2012
  • January 2012
  • December 2011
  • November 2011
  • October 2011
  • September 2011
  • August 2011
  • July 2011
  • June 2011
  • May 2011
  • April 2011
  • March 2011
  • February 2011
  • January 2011
  • December 2010
  • November 2010
  • October 2010
  • September 2010
  • August 2010
  • July 2010
  • June 2010
  • May 2010
  • April 2010
  • March 2010
  • February 2010
  • January 2010
  • December 2009
  • November 2009
  • October 2009
  • September 2009

Copyright © 2025 · eleven40 Pro Theme on Genesis Framework · WordPress · Log in