This is just a personal note. I usually reserve this blog for just my writing but I read this in Debi Alper's blog:
"It's almost as though people need permission to write by being told they're not wasting their time. As if creating worlds of our own and peopling them with a cast formed from our own imaginations could ever be a waste ..."
I live right there. I feel like I need permission to write and reassurance that its not just a waste of time. I don't know how to get from here to published. With the exception of a poem published in a magazine 16 years ago and a submission that was published in "Your Messages" I wonder often if there is purpose to my writing besides the babble.
It is reassuring to know that I'm not the only one who struggles with this and I appreciate those who have encouraged me to continue with it. You've no idea how often I've thought about walking away from it - and have for periods of time. Fortunately it always draws me back.