Writing can be a lonely occupation. Especially in those times when we wonder why we keep going, when another email rejection arrives, or a competition deadline passes so your failure registers by default, when it seems like no one likes your work enough to put it out there.
But then there comes a moment when you feel seen, validated. An acceptance. And even more, a comment on the quality of your work. Someone gets you, appreciates what you have done, and wants to include it alongside work you admire.
This is what it felt like when I recently submitted two works successfully to the Harpy Hybrid Review. Not only did the editors come back to me quickly (which is amazing in itself) but they said my two pieces about my dad’s dementia were “beautiful and heartbreaking”, which is just as I had intended them to be.
A few months later and I’m excited to see the Spring edition 2024 published. And there’s THIEF and JIGSAW, in among other pieces so good they make me wish I’d written them, and with other writers and artists – visual poets in particular – who speak the same language as me. I feel at home. And it makes me want to shout out to as many people as possible, “Come and see what we’ve done! It might not be what you’re expecting but it might speak to you too.”
It’s great to feel part of this creative community.
And creatives do seem so good at community. You’d think that we would be competing with each other – for publication, for agents, for grants, for sales, for views – but actually we’re only ever competing with ourselves. Our fellow artists are (in my experience) cheering each other on, vicariously enjoying each other’s successes, and seeing other’s achievements as encouragement that we might be able to do likewise.
They are some of the most generous and encouraging people I’ve come across.
I think of the poet, Liz Berry, not only giving permission for us to use her poem on our local radio series but also offering to record it for us. Or author, Deborah Jenkins’s consistent words of encouragement on social media. Or how artist, Paul Hobbs, took the time to send detailed and supportive replies when I emailed asking for advice. Or check out Amy McNee whose Instagram account art (@inspiredtowrite) constantly reminds artists how great they are and to keep going. Or Valley Verse, my local poetry group, where new and established writers are welcomed with equal enthusiasm. Or any one of my fellow students at Plymouth University, relishing each other’s work across the genres.
We all need people who will encourage and challenge us, help us feel seen and known. The Bible talks about encouragement as a gift from God. Creatives seem to have it spades.