At a writing conference, my wife and I shared a banquet table with this happy man. A man who seemed NOTHING like any of his plots.
What inspired him to be a published children’s author?
“I worked (as a reporter) at a newspaper,” he answered. “The guys would go out for a beer after work. I wasn’t the best storyteller. Far from it.”
Cormier smiled and lowered his voice. “But they just kept telling stories. They never did anything with them. I went home and wrote mine. And I never stopped.”
What is, versus what can be. Comparing yourself to others, or being yourself.
Write your own story.