I am waiting, but is the world watching?

With only a few weeks until the release of The Incarnations of Joe I am admittedly nervous about the big day. I am not nervous about the quality of my work, I do not question my choice of story or characters. It is finding my way out of the endless words written to pages by others that concerns me. I feel a sense of destiny driven by passion, but I see others who feel they have the same. 

Is it all predetermined destiny? Or do we each hold the key to our own successes or failures? I guess in the end I will never accept failure as the final result. I will only accept failure as today's reality, and tomorrows motivation.