“Popularity Gained” [An Author Thoughts Note]

As a writer, I find that there is a constant within the field. Well, within any field that requires you to bare yourself whole to criticisms, to see your flaws and attempts to affix yourself to mainstream medias.

To become one with the... formula, the one that brings in so many who could tenderly love and adore your writings. Because who does it for fame versus who does it to spread tales far and wide are two different beings, but one goal in the same.

In this, I find that it is hard to ever drive yourself into self-confidence without the support of an audience. Little or big, it is... always difficult, but never not worth the effort.

Artists of the music origin so often attempt to be seen, unable to be found until larger entities than themselves draw them in, and in that... Some creative abilities might be stripped away, and some might stay.

The ones that linger and allow them to stay preserve an artists for who they truly are. Those are rare.

So even if my audience is small, even if it is large. Even if those who might come to despise me might draw near and linger, if only to find something to laugh about will... very much find what they look for (maybe), but I only hope the ones who stay and watch in earnest love my writings for what they are.

A little sad. A little dark.

A mirror. A very much reflection of myself, of my world, and the others that I have so aptly peeked into. (For sake of empathy of the many paths a man or woman may walk in their span of waking life.)

Thank you for being here. There. Dropping in once, twice, and sometimes more frequently than often.

Thank you.

You inspire me.

Give me courage.

And I love it all the same.

Even if I'm here in brief moments, and then gone again.