©2022 Michael Raven
Occasionally: I’ve got this. Time to roll up my sleeves and start writing my masterpiece.
The rest of the time: Holy f*ck, what the HELL am I thinking? Who gave me permission to write? Do I have the necessary paperwork? Training? I am so screwed. I better just back away slowly from the keyboard and go back to something I am more qualified to do — like sitting. Quietly. Like a potato.
Yep! I say these exact things to myself; sometimes within minutes of each other.
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Seconds, this morning.
First: I liked where my mind was with the reboot I tried on. Ready to hit it and continue… Went on twitter and saw someone talking about editors and this and that and the other thing that editors do and I crumpled into a quivering heap of self-doubt.
All in less than a minute.
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Oh, I so relate. I go on twitter and see the thousands of people trying to sell their books and I feel this overwhelming sense of “why bother” and “I’m not good enough.” I think to keep creating and writing we must be almost ignorantly hopeful.
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Exactly.
I’m just dumb enough to assume that if I finish something I like enough to publish that I won’t bother with the big guys and just do it myself. All that hand-wringing I see on Twitter looks worse than what I do for pay — and I can’t imagine doing what I do to pay the bills for free.
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Yes! The hand-wringing is too much to bare. It looks so painful.
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Very relatable!
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I feel you…
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Yep, gone through both of these this week when I ‘discovered’ and old story and decided to do a complete re-write. Watch this space…or not.
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Always interested in seeing what you have to share. I’m looking forward to it.
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Cheers…Still undecided!
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