I’m scared.
When I started this blog I told myself I wanted to document my whole writing process. Start to finish. Concept to publishing. Ups and downs. So, in that spirit, it’s time to be honest about where I’m at with “The Stars Were Right”:
I’m scared.
I’m scared it’s full of mistakes. I’m scared it’s not going to be good. I’m scared people are going to hate it. I’m scared my prose sucks. I’m scared that I am going to fail.
I spent this weekend thinking about this a lot. That’s a lot of fear, but nothing I listed is a good enough reasons for me not to publish. The risk is there, but in the long run it’s really inconsequential. You know what I will do if “The Stars Were Right” bombs? I’ll press on. I’ll keep writing.
Life is a learning process. Failure and success are a part of learning. It’s a part of everything, even the things we care so much about and pour so much of ourselves into. The thing is though, you can’t fail or succeed unless you try.
It’s time to try.
Big announcement tomorrow.
