It's sad when you know you really should be writing (or working,) yet can find all kinds of stuff not to do either one. I have planned on getting my assignment done for school and one, possibly two short stories reworked and sent off to a couple of magazines.
Each time I sit down to actually work on one or the other, I just keep thinking what's the point? The way my lives is going, nobody would actually like them or want to publish. I know it's a common feeling, the self loathing, self pity, Oh-I'm-not-any-good syndrome that 90% of all writers go through. I hope by releasing these feelings in my blog I will find the courage to complete what I've started.
Speaking of courage, a lot of what people say I fear is the Fear of Success. What will happen to my life. Will I plummet after the first story? Well, we shall see because I'm not going to give up. Hell I can't. I have too many people pushing me forward.
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