Yesterday, I read a most interesting post on the Literary Lab. It advised that we ought to admit to others that we're writers. Heck, to me, it might as well have said, admit to yourself that you're a writer. "Look into the nearest reflective surface (unless you are a vampire) and say to yourself, 'I am a writer.'" It's an interesting exercise. I did it, and I immediately giggled, because I couldn't suppress the feeling that I had unleashed a tremendous secret.
Do you admit to others that you write? (See, even there, I say admit. Further psychoanalysis beckons.) Do you tell/announce to/ proclaim/ exclaim that you are a writer? I must confess that I often do not. Indeed, I would not lie, if I were asked, but I don't go handing that information out on a street corner.
I doubt any of us would be met with expressions of shock and horror. (I feel compelled to point that out. I have Dead Poets Society playing in the background.) People I have told tend to be supportive. Some, indeed, find the idea quite cool. Actually, I take the earlier sentiment back. One relative was quite shocked, mainly because I managed to write my first book without him being aware of the fact. He made me laugh.
So, have you announced that you are a writer today?