Self-doubt. I got tons of it. Hmmm, my mother always said I should share. What some? 😉
Whenever I get a positive response from a random stranger about something I have written, the first thing out of my mouth and on the screen is: Really?
I can’t help myself. I just do not believe them. I figure they must be saying that because they like me or they happen to be my husband (though, to be fair, my husband hates all my writing and has no problem telling me that). Or maybe they want to be my husband. Or maybe they’re another writer, and I just gave them a favorable review so they’re just stroking my ego. 😮
I’m horrible, aren’t I?
I just had another story of mine accepted by a small online ‘zine (or is it ezine?). It’s a non-paying market, but, heck, some stranger read my story and liked it enough to put their reputation on the line for it.
The editor wants me to make some changes and he/she said I have some sentence structure issues. At first, their statements struck me as odd. Why would the editor print my story if she/he thought it needed work?
Then came a bit of clarity. Who the hell cares?! The editor is willing to help me IMPROVE MY WRITING. I’m sooooo eager to learn, they could say it’s a pile of crap and I would kiss their feet for any advice they can throw my way.
So…yeah…I’ll be announcing my second ‘sale’ later this summer when it comes out. Cool, huh?
(Must keep writing…)