I think my new year’s resolution, one month late, is to not make deadlines or plans. I had hoped to push out Noah and Grace’s story, Undeclared, by the beginning of January but when I read the finished rough draft it was pretty terrible. So I’ve gone in and torn it apart and am re-writing it.
I think this is karmic payback. I remember an author friend giving me something to read for her and I told her that she should write without fear. Obviously that is easier said than done. Self doubt is a crushing emotion and sometimes each typed word is chased with the thought that it’s not good. Not just “not good enough” but actually not good.
Published on February 11, 2013 10:06