feeling like this is more than a hobby

I started a novel today, not much pre-planning in this one, although what happens in every chapter is plotted, characters loosely formed in my mind. It's a funny way to start a book, in that I feel so untied to this story, but I've felt that way in the past, and they've come out okay.

But while those sensations are niggly, I do feel overall like writing is really my gig, for now. Unless something else really intriguing comes along, this is my calling. I'm not sure why that popped out today, maybe the way I began this latest book, just sort of sat down and started writing it.

No big fanfare, nothing overly announcement-like. Just getting the butt in the chair and pounding the keys.

Which is maybe how it should be, not like a coronation or huge adventure. Writing in November is special, NANO such a treat! But as I've come to this blog over the last nine and a half months, it's crystallized more and more, or maybe I'm just accepting it more, that in writing we become writers.

I guess what I'd like is to look back on these posts and say, "Here's where it all changed. here's where I began to feel like a writer, think like one, think of myself AS one."

Maybe at the end of the day, that's all it is...