It's a thrill and an honour, and I'm really excited. I've been accepted into the Writer's Studio at SFU and I couldn't be more pleased.
On the other hand, I now have to finish my manuscript, and that's scary. What if I can't finish it? What if it's not good enough?
What if I do manage to finish it, and publish it, and then everyone hates it?
In a similar vein, the inner voices chorus away, trying to intimidate me. Well, it won't work. Not this time.
This time I'm fighting back. Quiet, editor! I have to finish a manuscript before it needs to be edited. That's when I'll call on you, and not before.
Quiet, Inner Critic! You can't criticize what hasn't been written yet. That comes later. Lie down, now. Go back to sleep.
"Get over it," says another part. "Writers write and people read what they write. After all, isn't the whole purpose of getting published so that people can read what you write?"
But then, fear isn't a rational thing. Still, it can be faced up to. I intend to conquer it.
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