
Why It’s So Hard to Say “I’m a Writer” (and What to Do About It)
It’s only Tuesday, and already this week, three different coaching clients have struggled to say the same phrase out loud:
“I’m a writer.”
For whatever reason, this has been showing up on repeat in my world lately—and when that happens, I take it as a sign to pay attention. So here we are.
If you’ve ever felt weird or uncomfortable claiming that title, I want you to know:
You’re not alone.

Why We Struggle to Say “I’m a Writer”
I’ve been reflecting on my own journey. Even after writing consistently on my blog for over 18 months, I didn’t feel comfortable calling myself a writer—not until I signed my first book contract.
I had zero hesitation saying I felt called to ministry through writing. But saying “I’m a writer” out loud?
That felt…off. Like I hadn’t earned it. Like I was faking it.
Sound familiar?
Now, I’m going to say something that might ruffle a few feathers. But I think it needs to be said. So if you’re still with me, here goes:
One of the biggest reasons writers struggle to say “I’m a writer” is because they aren’t actually writing.
Sure, you might have a blog, a book contract, or a few posts on social media—but if you’re not writing consistently, it’s hard to believe that identity for yourself.
I get it. It’s a classic chicken-and-egg situation:
Are we not writing because we don’t feel like writers?
Or do we not feel like writers because we’re not writing?
There’s no one-size-fits-all answer. But there is a way forward:
Start writing. Then, keep writing.
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Make Time to Write—Even When Life Is Full
I talk (and let’s be honest—sometimes complain) often about how fast-paced our culture is. We rush from task to task with zero margin. No wonder building a regular writing habit feels impossible.
The struggle is real.
And it’s real for so many writers.
But here’s what I’ve learned the hard way:
We make time for what we want to make time for.
Oof. I know. That stings a little.
I spent literal decades doing everything for everyone else.
I completed my entire Master’s in English from inside a Panera, no joke. While my daughter was at competition dance practice, I’d park myself there for hours and work on coursework.
I see you. I was you.
Things I’ve Learned Since Then:
It’s okay to ask for help.
Saying yes to one thing means saying no to something else.
You don’t have to do everything.
Less really is better.
Your priorities are between you and God—not the world, not the church, not anyone else.
My life looks totally different now. Yours can too.
But it will require some deliberate, and sometimes difficult, choices.
You can:
Ask for help.
Say no.
Choose rest.
Write regularly.
Claim the identity that’s already yours.
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You Are a Writer!
Maybe all you need is someone to give you permission.
So, let me be that person.
Writerly friends, give yourself permission to be a writer.
Say it out loud.
Believe it.
And then—adjust your life to reflect that truth.
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👀 Is it finally time to own your voice and your words?
Practice saying it right now:
“I’m a writer.”
I’d love to hear how that feels—drop me a comment or DM and tell me!