Over time, quality work will lead to an audience for your work.
...nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, ready to blink out at any moment.
Maybe I don't want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I'd like to be defined by what I am.
There are no authors in my genre. No one is doing what I do.
People plan, God laughs.
Regrets about the journey, maybe, but not the destination.