Monday, March 30, 2015
When the self-doubt strikes home and other writerly ramblings
Okay, so, I've mentioned a few rejection letters I've received lately on twitter or here on the blog. They've hurt. I mean, how can they not? I have a pretty thick skin, but that doesn't mean that stuff like that doesn't still hurt, ya know? It's the getting back up and into the ring that has been taking its toll on me. I have felt myself seriously wondering what it's all for. I know I post about this from time to time, but sometimes there is solace in sharing how I feel. Plus, I like writing here about what's going on in my writerly life--my readers are much more understanding than other people I deal with in real life :)
Anyhow, as I drag myself to my feet and dust myself off again I have had to really fight to
maintain my sense of hope. That there really is light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel. Because I'm kind of sick of getting hit by the train :) I know I have been seriously blessed with the houses I've worked with thus far, and especially with the amazing people I've met along the way. I count myself lucky every single day. It's just that I have goals I'd like to reach, and sometimes fighting my way to that next level in my writing life is just exhausting. After three hours by myself in the car the other day, I really had to ask myself the question of whether it's worth it. There are certainly arguments to be made for either side.
(I also have a post I'd like to write about querying and some of the thing that irk me about rude people, but I'll spare you all. Though if anyone wants to chat, catch me on facebook :)
So, yeah, that doubt is real right now. And so is my frustration. So, when the self-doubt strikes home, I find myself doing some serious introspection. And listening to a whole lot of Taylor Swift :) Maybe I just need a break from querying until I don't find myself so annoyed by it all. Or just some sleep. Doesn't that cure everything?
What do you do if/when self-doubt creeps in?