Irrational fear doesn’t feel quite so irrational when it’s in your face. To be a writer is to put yourself out there and that’s never more true than when writing fiction. When you create, and you do so honestly, you expose yourself to harsh responses. We all know their faces.
Judgment. Rejection. Incompetence. Failure.
Ouch. Brutal. And they have cousins. It’s a big family. The Fear family.
What Do I Know About Fear?
My desire to write surfaced when I was 15. After minor success in school and encouragement from a teacher I—procrastinated. I toyed with one idea after another and produced—nothing. A preliminary outline or two. A few scattered chapters. In my 30s I returned to school. I was published in the school’s literary magazine, received support from several teachers and then: nothing.
Fortunately, college lit the burners and ideas for a fantasy world and novel heated. A decade later the novel happened, but outside of a few family members no one saw it. Two other novels also happened, but no one saw them, with good reason.
Then, something changed. Maybe it was…
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