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I Hate Being a Writer in New York City
To this day, New York City continues to be the gold standard of success for any artist. Whether you’re a singer, a musician, a painter, a poet, a novelist, or an actor, “making it” in New York City has been a key ambition for millions of people across all generations. And so, month after month, year after year, thousands upon thousands of those people flock to the big apple, starry-eyed in hope that their dreams will someday be fulfilled.
“If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere” — Frank Sinatra
Yet, as we all know, that doesn’t happen for the vast majority — A significant number of those individuals often give up early on in their attempts, overwhelmed with feelings of disappointment and discouragement. Another significant number will leave before any of their efforts even come close to fruition. A significant number will get very close, only to fall short before making their big break. And of course, then there’s that small percentage, the very select few who do finally reach some version of success (whatever that may look like to them) where they can bask in the fruits of their labor.
As for me, I moved to New York just about seven years ago. However, I didn’t come here with the sole intentions of being an artist or a creative-type — Frankly, I never even considered placing…
