Writings & Iritation

Couple days ago I heard that a friend, well not actually a friend but just someone I used to know in the past, will publish her own book. it is said that before that, she used to publish her writings in her blog. i then visited her blog. It was not her writings that I was facinated to. It was the fact that a great number of my friends turn out to have a blog (which is attached to her). Hey, dont get me wrong. The thing that crossed your mind for the first time, is that I envy her, for none of those blogs are linked to mine. Well then, you need to think again. It's not it. The thing that bothers me most is that to realize that there are so many called "writers" in this universe. it is bothering, because i know each person is not blessed with all talents. like i for instance, trying to be a painter will be disasterous for me, since there's no way i can put all the object in this world in to a canvas. it's not that i havent try, it just i know my limitations. so back to these writing thing, supposedly it should not bother me, right? For I am the most democratic person who dont care of what others do as long as it does not interfere with me being, I should not comment on this situation. Well then, it does bother me. IN a way it is interfere with my being. Not in a way that i have curtain feelings with people publishing chick lit, since today chick lit is the most selling book in my beloved country even an 8 years old can write it, but more in a way that have I done the same thing? feeling a little bit irritated with a lot of people doing writings and publish them--i underscored "publish them" since if only in a matter of writings, i'm sure that almost everyone keep a private journal--i cant help but wonder, is there any single soul out there whose eyes and feelings are iritated with my writings?