Tuesday, October 18, 2011
What have I gotten myself into? *gulp*
Do you ever feel like that sometimes?
Last night I was sitting at the kitchen table with my computer, trying to work something through. I'm at one of those plot point blocks where I have to figure something out before I can move on in the MS, and its taking some time and thought to figure that something out. I was sitting and staring at my screen (ah the life of a writer) and something about the font on the screen and my pj's and cereal bowl and all of it was just kind of like, what is it that makes me want to do this? I was just kind of intrigued and entertained that this is my choice of life.
And you know what, it totally is. Writers block is scary. Being weird is scary. All the publishing and marketing we writers have to do for ourselves is scary. Rejection is scary. So I think 'What have I gotten myself into?' *gulp* is a totally legitimate question, and don't be ashamed if you feel that way sometimes, because I think we all do.
We get ourselves into this mess because, to quote Shakespeare, its freaking amazing. Words are amazing, and the fact that we're making them is amazing. The fact that we're putting our brains somewhere where people can see them and read them and discuss and even change because of them is amazing. The effort feels good and pays off. Pajama's feel good. The publicity and marketing is fun and challenging and exciting. Believe it or not, I mean that genuinely.
Yes its scary. Yes you feel blocked and lonely and invalidated sometimes. But for all that, I wouldn't change it for anything in the world.