Some people (not you, not me) go into writing planning to be more than just a writer. They are going to be a famous author. Good luck with that.
I don’t mean to be negative, but I’d like to share two anecdotes with you.
The first is about a woman who truly is a famous author. She has fans around the world who eagerly snap up her latest novel. She has written, at last count, 27 of them. She is universally known in her genre.
She chooses to live in a remote but beautiful village. One day she was walking down the main street when a local woman asked her how she made her living in this place.
“I’m a writer.”
“Oh, are you dear?” came the bored reply. “My husband is the mailman.”
The second story is my own. I was writing a newspaper column at the time and I was proud of it. One afternoon my husband’s friend, a fisherman, brought us a salmon, fresh caught in the Pacific Ocean – wrapped, wouldn’t you know it, in the newspaper that had my column right next to the fish’s eyeball.
Moral of the story: Writing might not be the best way to boost your self esteem.